Providence (87 Days)

So. I have decided that on January 31st, 2011, I am going to leave this country and go on an adventure. This leaves me 87 days to iron out the details. That’s not a very attractive number, but I refuse to let that put me off.

Now, the first step is to decide what I’m doing. Fortunately, I do have a plan. Unfortunately, it is quite an outrageous plan and although I am full to bursting with Goethe and good vibrations, I feel obliged to confess that it probably won’t come to fruition. OR WILL IT? Well, I don’t know. But it’s time to get on and find out. Almost.

So later today I’m leaving London for a few weeks to stay with various family members. After the weekend, I’m going to start talking (to EVERYONE) about this project and trying to get other people interested. Because I will need help. And if it doesn’t come off, I do have a back-up plan, which isn’t quite so outrageous, but will do.

In the meantime, I leave you with this quote which someone showed me on Monday night. They showed me this quote quite by chance, because they too had recently been shown it by someone else, but it was good timing. You might almost say it was providence. It’s by Goethe:

 

Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it.

Until one is committed there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness.

Concerning all acts of initiative there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and endless plans:

That the moment one definitely commits oneself then providence moves too.

All sorts of things occur to help one that would never have otherwise occurred.

A whole stream of events issue from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents, and meetings and material assistance which no man could have dreamed would come his way.

Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.

Begin it now.

 

These words for me ring entirely true.

As for my own project, I actually began it at the end of August, but I’ll be beginning it properly on Monday. And whatever happens, in 87 days’ time, something will happen, and that, in itself, is good enough for me.

PS Ooh, while I was finishing up this blog post just now, I received an email with the subject heading ‘Fwd: Quote falsely attributed to Goethe’. Turns out that the stirring words above were actually written by Scottish mountaineer WH Murray. Why, even Wikipedia knows it. And now, if you didn’t already, so do you. Have a lovely weekend. I kiss your face.

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