Ray's musings and humor

Don’t Stop

“You block your dream when you allow your fear to grow bigger than your faith.”

Mary Manin Morrissey



I think I told you last Friday that I had writers block and had to skip my usual ramblings. You know that writer’s block is code for being stuck. Unfortunately I often feel stuck and more often then not stuck is not acceptable, at least if I am going to get anywhere. So stuck between the proverbial rock and a hard place requires an exit strategy. In my case I sometimes am unsure what it is that has blocked my moving forward so I went and found the following suggestions. If I do a better job defining what is stopping me I can work on finding a way to get by the problem.


It’s hard to have fun when you’re feeling stuck. Stuck shows up differently for each of us. For some it’s having a dream but not knowing how to get it. For others, it’s not having a dream and feeling empty.

It can be waiting for your superhero to show (and they’re taking their time) or it can be feeling responsible for everyone – and feeling exhausted. However you get stuck — and we all get stuck from time to time, it’s part of being human — it has this as its essence:

You only have one way to see the situation … and you don’t like what you see. So where are you feeling stuck right now?

Not sure?  Here are some clues…

  • Where do you feel in a rut?
  • Where do you feel lots of "shoulds" and "musts"?
  • Where do you feel there’s no choice?
  • What makes you grit your teeth in frustration?
  • What are you tolerating?


So what can you do about it?

Funny enough, just articulating and acknowledging the situation where you’re feeling stuck is often enough to get things moving. When you finally get what’s hanging you up it often doesn’t feel quite so big, quite so overwhelming, quite as daunting. So look at the situation head on. No more sideways glances or head in the sand.

Get specific and detailed – go on, wade right into it. Write it down. Turn it from a "stuck-ness"… and into a challenge you’re willing to take on and to change.

Michael Bungay Stanier

Author, speaker and coach


“The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak becomes a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong”

Thomas Carlyle


She said that:

  • Men: know what they want to be doing five years down the road. Guys: are not sure what they want to be doing later tonight.
  • Men: read Crichton, watch Rather, play golf. Guys: read King, watch Seinfeld, play poker.
  • Men: wear ties with stripes, shirts with buttons, and shoes with laces. Guys: wear high school T-shirts they’ve actually owned since high school.
  • Men: think perfume (yours) is a turn-on. Guys: think sweat (theirs) is a turn-on.
  • Men: balance their checkbooks. Guys: balance their loans so that they never hit up the same buddy twice in a row.
  • Men: claim to be feminist but still insist on opening doors, driving, and paying for dinner. Guys: claim to be feminists so they can let YOU open doors, drive, and pay for dinner.
  • Men: are afraid of becoming their fathers. Guys: are afraid of becoming men.
  • Men: put you on the phone when their mothers call. Guys: pretend you’re not there when their moms call.
  • Men: start their own businesses. Guys: quit their jobs.
  • Men: are experts on women’s erogenous zones. Guys: are experts on their own erogenous zone.
  • Men: order wine based on more than the price. Guys: bring their own beer.


I’m Destined for Greatness — I’m Just Pacing Myself


One of the Docs tells us:

During my surgical residency I was called out of a sound sleep to the emergency room.  Unshaven and with tousled hair, I showed up with an equally unpresentable medical student.  In the ER we encountered the on-call medical resident and his student, both neatly attired in clean white lab coats.  The resident said to his student, "You can always tell the surgeons by their absolute disregard for appearance."

Two evenings later, I was at a banquet when called to the ER to suture a minor laceration.  I was stitching away – wearing a tuxedo – when I encountered that same medical resident.  He looked at me, then said to his student, "Sure is sensitive to criticism, isn’t he?"


"Doc, I can’t stop singing ‘The green, green grass of home.’"

"That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome."

"Is it common?"

"It’s not unusual."


It was such a small town that we didn’t even have a village idiot.  We had to take turns.


A elderly man from Minsk was having trouble getting on the train to Pinsk.  His arms held at right angles to his body.  The hands extending in front of him were separated by several inches of air.

Moishele, also traveling to Pinsk, helped the man on the train and kept an eye on him throughout the journey. The hands never moved, and on helping the man out of the carriage Moishele couldn’t resist asking what ailment the man must have for his arms being so rigid.

"Oh, nothing is wrong my boy.  My wife wants a pair of shoes and this is her size."


He said:  "My wife thinks I put football before marriage, even though we just celebrated our third season together."


The teacher said, "Now class, we know their are 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in an hour, 24 hours in a day, and 365 days in a year, so who can tell me how many seconds there are in a year?"

All the kids looked baffled by the question except Little Johnny, who raised his hand and waved it excitedly.  The teacher said, "Johnny, how many seconds are there in a year?"

Little Johnny said, "Twelve . . . January second, February second, March second . . ."


I wouldn’t touch the Metric System with a 3.048m pole!


Unaware that Indianapolis is on Eastern Standard Time and Chicago on Central Standard Time, Bob inquired at the Indianapolis airport about a plane to Chicago.

"The next flight leaves at 1:00 p.m.," a ticket agent said, "and arrives in Chicago at 1:01 p.m."

"Would you repeat that, please?" Bob asked.

The agent did so and then inquired, "Do you want a reservation?”

"No," said Bob, "But I think I’ll hang around and watch that thing take off."


“The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing that you will make one.”

Elbert Hubbard


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

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