Every day when you wake up, you have a choice.
You continue to have choices throughout the day.
Thankfully, most of us don’t live in totalitarian states, we don’t live in repressive regimes, we have the weight and responsibility of free will hanging over our shoulders. Every action, every interaction, is a conscious undertaking.
Being in HR does not absolve you of this responsibility. Yes, responsibility.
YOU. ARE. RESPONSIBLE.
If you don’t have the fight within you to make things different;
If you don’t believe that you can change the working lives of your colleagues for the better;
If you don’t have the guts and determination to lose but then stand up again;
If you yearn more for recognition than success;
If you search for deeper meaning in work yet offer no light to guide the way;
If your inactivity is driven by a desire for permission your proactivity hampered by your lack of courage;
If you seek value in acceptance and shun value in difference;
Then get out of the profession.
There are a million people out there who would gladly put themselves in your place. If you’re not up to it. Get out.
Every morning when you wake up, you have a choice.
Let’s not become self determined victims, scared of taking responsibility for our own destiny.
Nobody asked you to do this job, nobody asks you to stay in it. Will anyone miss you when you’re gone?
Those that have nothing to add, have nothing to add. And nothing will come of nothing.
So speak again.
Neil, great challenge, I’ve added some further points you may recognise.
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 impostors 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 breathe 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 worthy HR Professional