Johann Wolfgang Goethe
I truly feel sorry for those who get up each day expecting the worse; far too often it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy. It seems to me that there are those who will dig so deep to find fault that they do even when there is none there.
I much prefer those who always expect the best. Have you noticed they are the people that brighten the lives of those around them? They see beauty in things far too many of us miss. I think they also find satisfaction in the little things in life, enjoying most days as they go by. I know I would much rather spend my time with them than with the constant fault finder.
I don’t know about you but I know I don’t want to let some grandeous aspiration keep me so occupied and distracted that I fail to find the joy that exists in each day. I have learned that wealth is better measured by the number of pleasant events in our lives than by the amount of money we have in the bank.
These are becoming trying times. Many of us will see some hopefully short term reduction in our savings. The cost of fuel, plummeting housing value, and cost cutting at work can be a real challenge for many. I just hope that those who must live a more modest life style will find how sweet the flowers really smell, how good a simple meal on a lawn can taste and how far a smile from those we care about will carry them. Years ago we didn’t have TV or ten dollar movies but we had books, we drove less and walked more, we did not drive miles for dinner — we walked next door and ate with the neighbors, we did not have electronic games or even the ability to go very far for fun we spent our time with family and the friends who lived up the street. And you know what I seem to remember people were happier then than they are now.
If you don’t enjoy life and find the burdens too heavy why not consider joining us in the Happiness Brigade. Try writing down something you saw today that pleased you, note the smile a stranger offered, be pleased with the little thing someone did for you for if you do it often enough you’ll find that your memory bank account will be overflowing with your accumulated positive experiences.
Attitude to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than success, than what other people think, say or do. It is more important than appearance, gift, or skill. It will make or break a company…a church…a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day…I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you… we are in charge of our attitudes.
Never test for an error you don’t know how to handle.
A guy walks into a bookstore, not looking for anything in particular. On his way to the back of the store, he spots something of interest. A book with a very interesting title, "Dating for the New Millennium. What Women Want." So, he picks it up and opens it to a random page.
"Chapter 1: The First Date."
He glances the chapter over for a few minutes and then rushes out of the bookstore to call a girl he’s wanted to ask out for quite awhile. When he gets home, he picks up the phone and calls her. She answers, "Hello?"
He says, "Hi, Jessica. Listen, I was wondering if you would want to go see a movie with me tonight?"
She says, "Sure, I don’t see anything wrong with that."
He gets excited. He thought she’d say no way, but she didn’t. So, he decided to take it one step further. He asks, "Great, well how about dinner before the movie?"
She replies, "Sure, that would be great too!"
"Fine, I’ll pick you up about nine. You should be finished eating by then."
“What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
A man decides to join the circus. He shows up to demonstrate his skills to the impresario.
"I have the most unusual act," he announces. "I’m sure it will amaze you."
He proceeds to climb a tall tower and jumps off. He flaps his arms wildly and finally, his fall slows. He soars forward, swoops upward, turns and swoops back again. Finally, he stops in mid-air and gently lowers himself to the ground.
The impresario stares blankly at him for a long time. Finally, he says, "Is that all you’ve got? Bird imitations?"
Success is getting what you want; happiness is wanting what you get.
Pauly and Maury were in the neighborhood bar… Again…And Maury remarked that Old Jim had just told him that He was now an octogenarian.
"What’s an octogenarian?" asked Pauly.
"I dunno," said Maury, "but they must be pretty healthy People. Every one of ’em I’ve ever heard of is eighty Years old or more.
Why is it that we travel hundreds of miles to get away from everyone at home and then send them postcards that say, "Wish you were here"?
My town takes jury selection very seriously. So much so that when it sends questionnaires to perspective jurors, every question is expected to be answered in full–plain and simple, no ifs, ands or buts.
This was evidenced by the juror’s questionnaire I was sent. It asked, Do you speak, read and understand English? If no, explain."
As long as you keep a person down, some part of you has to be down there to hold him down, so it means you cannot soar as you otherwise might.
Mary was having a tough day and had stretched herself out on the couch to do a bit
of what she thought to be well-deserved complaining and self-pitying. She moaned to her Mom and brother, "Nobody loves me. The whole world hates me!"
Her brother, busily occupied playing a game, hardly looked up at her and passed on this encouraging word: "That’s not true, Mary. Lots of people don’t even know you."
Optimists make the best of it when they get the worst of it.
"Mom," said the little girl. "Is it alright to say you are going to water the horse when you are giving him a drink of water?"
"Yes," said her mother. "That is the correct thing to say."
"Well then, I’m going to milk the cat."
Doing nothing is tiring because you can’t stop to rest.
While sports fishing off the Florida coast, a tourist capsized his boat. He could swim, but his fear of alligators kept him clinging to the overturned craft. Spotting and old beachcomber standing on the shore, the tourist shouted, "Are there any gators around here?!" "Naw," the man hollered back, "they ain’t been around for years!"
"Feeling safe, the tourist started swimming leisurely toward the shore. About halfway there he asked the guy, "How’d you get rid of the gators?" "We didn’t do nothin’," the beachcomber said. "The sharks got ’em."
Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.
The editor is somewhat senile.