Sunday morning sharing...

It's Sunday morning...pretty much the only time during the week where I can 'fill myself back up'. You know what I mean...I spend all week 'pouring' myself out...taking care of my family, working like a fiend, running errands, taking the kids from one place to another and so on...

Since we usually don't have any early morning running on Sundays this is my chance to *FILL* back up.

I was checking emails and twittering and came across a few things that seriously filled me back up again...honestly...I could feel my spirits shifting upwards!

First of all you MUST read this FABULOUS blog post by Seth Godin:

http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2009/11/fabulous.html
It really is FABULOUS!!

Then I also found this poem by Rudyard Kipling:

"If"

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

I hope you enjoy them as much as I did! Now I'm going to try to 'FILL' myself up some more. If I find more goodies I'll be sure to share them...until then,