Sunday, May 18, 2014

"Dare to Be" by Steve Maraboli

Dare to Be

When a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully.

When there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light.

When there is injustice, dare to be the first to condemn it.

When something seems difficult, dare to do it anyway.

When life seems to beat you down, dare to fight back.

When there seems to be no hope, dare to find some.

When you’re feeling tired, dare to keep going.

When times are tough, dare to be tougher.

When love hurts you, dare to love again.

When someone is hurting, dare to help them heal.

When another is lost, dare to help them find the way.

When a friend falls, dare to be the first to extend a hand.

When you cross paths with another, dare to make them smile.

When you feel great, dare to help someone else feel great too.

When the day has ended, dare to feel as you’ve done your best.

Dare to be the best you can –

At all times, Dare to be!” 


― Steve MaraboliLife, the Truth, and Being Free

Monday, February 24, 2014

Those New Auto Colors by Edgar A. Guest, 1925




















Those New Auto Colors
When I was but a little lad, 
Few were the colors that we had; 
Then red was red, and blue was blue, 
And that was all we ever knew: 
But since they’ve made the motor car 
Behold how many shades there are!

Today I draw about the town 
In one dyed Piccadilly Brown. 
“There’s one,” I heard the 
driver say, “That’s painted Arizona Gray. 
While that one at the other stand 
Is catalogued as Desert Sand.”

They’ve named the colors for the streets, 
For victories and great defeats, 
For princes, presidents and kings, 
Countries and states and endless things, 
Fogs, mists, miasmas and the stars,
And painted them on motor cars.

There’s London Fog, and Cactus Gray, 
And Brewster Green, and few can say 
Just which is which or what is what; 
The name, I venture, matters not,
Give it a pretty phrase and nice, 
The customer will pay the price.

Today I ought to be in bed, 
My eyes with cold are Fireman’s Red; 
My food I cannot swallow down, 
My mouth tastes Piccadilly Brown, 
I’m feverish, faint, discouraged, too, 
In fact, I feel Imperial Blue.