And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.*
(Gerard Manley Hopkins)
If it isn’t working, or looks like a dead-end or it looks like your out of options, slow down, look inside, and find your world of many possibilities.
I don’t say this flippantly.
In my work with people who have taken the time to take a deeper look at who they are and what they have, I have always been amazed at what is possible to them.
(*From Gerard Manley Hopkins’ God’s Grandeur.)
