Remember the Desiderata?
Go placidly among the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. . .
When I was a teenager, I used to have a poster of the Desiderata hanging on the wall of my bedroom.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others. . .
During those confusing, growing-up days, those words used to soothe me.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. . .
Those words used to whisper across my room . . . giving me hope for a life beyond the agony of adolescence.
Enjoy. . .
Keep interested. . .
Strive for high ideals. . .
Be yourself. . .
Over the years, though, as I really did grow up, I sort of forgot about the Desirderata.
Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. . .
Until a few years ago, when I stumbled upon it again, in book form, on the clearance table in my local Barnes & Noble.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. . .
Now, that book sits out on my coffee table all the time. It's a beautiful book, and I pick it up and read through the poem often.
Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. . .
The words still whisper to me from across the room
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. . .
Strive to be happy.