Sure enough, if something sounds too good to be true, it probably is. With that being stated, it sometimes takes personal experience to gain this insight.
Such as the fact that not all “As Seen on TV” products work as shown. For the record, I can testify that the cordless vacuum, which was promised as having the power to pick up a bowling ball, was not super strong. While it is true that I didn’t try to pick up any bowling balls, I can tell you the one I received could barely pick up a toast crumb. I should’ve known if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.
Just like the legendary Fountain of Youth - a spring where youth is restored to all who drink or bathe in her waters – sounds way too good to be true.
However, this I do believe is true: whatever age you currently are has nothing to do with how you feel. Only you are in control of your feelings.
So, how do you feel?
We have the ability to feel young and free, no matter if we’re 15, 50, or 93! We are in charge of our feelings.
The other day I read about a person who had to have one of his legs amputated at the age of 17. What he did while he was healing from the amputation is a testimony on how we are responsible for our own happiness in this life.
His name is William Ernest Henley. He wrote the inspirational poem Invictus while recovering in the hospital from losing his leg. It was written in 1875, but still today the message is clear. The words tell us that no matter what crosses, which may invade our lives, one can remain unbeaten. One can become Invictus – unconquered, invincible.
I know I feel this when I look at the big picture of life. Where I look in the mirror and can see all the aspects of my life, not just a person who is showing signs of wear and tear. My thoughts become purposeful as I recall these words of William Ernest Henley:
“It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”
Isn’t it about time we played a role in the direction of our destiny? After all, we are the masters of our fate, the captains of our souls.
(Thank you to the special someone who gave me a copy of the Invictus poem - I find myself being pulled into it’s meaning over and over again. Who knew?)