Napoleon Hill speaks of two important laws when discussing the Principle of Going the Extra Mile. Law 1 is the Law of Increasing Returns.Simply put this means that the quality and quantity of the service you give will come back greatly multiplied. Law 2 is the Law of Compensation. Defined, this means that you will always benefit by going the extra mile because no act or deed will or can be expressed without an equivalent reaction after its own kind. Essentially, it is Cosmic Habitforce in action.
The above Laws are two reasons to practice the GEM principle and to turn it into a habit. When you have transferred the practice into an enduring habit, the Law of Cosmic Habitforce takes over and you benefit in multiple ways and exponentially expand your efforts. Sooner or later the dividends will pay off! Just as you jumpstart a dead battery, you can jumpstart yourself by Going the Extra Mile. This simple practice starts the energy flowing and can keep you in motion for longer and longer periods of time. Why? Because you are taking action for someone other than yourself and by doing so you literally reflect the goodness that nature gives you back.
Think of someone living or dead who practiced this principle. Where they not recognized for their ongoing efforts in behalf of others? Usually these types of personalities desire no overt recognition, but receive their accolades from the good that they do for others. Titles, labels, etc., are not what these benefactors are seeking, but rather the knowledge that they are doing all the good right now that they can do because the opportunity presents itself and they may not encounter it again.
Reflect on this poem by Margaret Elizabeth Sangster, and then consider your next move.
SETTING OF THE SUN
By: Margaret E. Sangster
It isn’t the thing you do, dear, it’s the thing you leave undone
that give you a bit of a heartache at setting of the sun.
The tender word forgotten, the letter you did not write,
the flowers you did not send, dear, are your haunting ghosts at night.
The stone you might have lifted, out of a brother’s way;
the bit of heartsome counsel, you were hurried too much to say;
The loving touch of the hand, dear, the gentle winning tone
which you had no time nor thought for with troubles enough of your own.
Those little acts of kindness, so easily out of mind,
those chances to be angels, which we poor mortals find—
They come in night and silence, each sad reproachful wraith,
when hope is faint and flagging, and a chill has fallen on faith.
For life is all too short, dear, and sorrow is all too great,
to suffer our slow compassion that tarries until too late;
And it isn’t the thing you do, dear, it’s the thing you left undone
which gives you a bit of a headache at the setting of the sun.
that give you a bit of a heartache at setting of the sun.
The tender word forgotten, the letter you did not write,
the flowers you did not send, dear, are your haunting ghosts at night.
The stone you might have lifted, out of a brother’s way;
the bit of heartsome counsel, you were hurried too much to say;
The loving touch of the hand, dear, the gentle winning tone
which you had no time nor thought for with troubles enough of your own.
Those little acts of kindness, so easily out of mind,
those chances to be angels, which we poor mortals find—
They come in night and silence, each sad reproachful wraith,
when hope is faint and flagging, and a chill has fallen on faith.
For life is all too short, dear, and sorrow is all too great,
to suffer our slow compassion that tarries until too late;
And it isn’t the thing you do, dear, it’s the thing you left undone
which gives you a bit of a headache at the setting of the sun.
Now what is it you are going to do?
Be Your Very Best Always,
Judy Williamson
Judy Williamson
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