Ray's musings and humor

“As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.”

 Carl Jung



Here we go again. I had another one of those days. I started very early this morning meeting with a friend that heads up a respected performing arts organization. My friend has had a career as a performer, producer, educator and more during a life dedicated to sharing the beauty of theatre, dance, and music. The organization that he heads has a great global reputation and has contributed to greater understanding between peoples through the tours that his performers have done in Europe, Asia, and other parts of the globe. While our leaders spar with leaders of other countries organizations like my friends are quietly building bridges between our people and others.

I am also excited about the intergenerational and cross cultural breakthroughs that are the result of his staff providing performing opportunities for kids from all walks of life, kids from middle school age through college. Equally important are the performances offered here in Indianapolis to people of all ages and economic condition.

I truly feel fortunate that I have been befriended by someone who is keeping music, history and culture alive for kids at a time when our educational system often provides little opportunity for young people to discover the neat things that can be found in our cultural heritage. We rationalize the elimination of the arts as being unaffordable due to shrinking financial support for public education and government mandated curricula and yet our failure to do so stands a chance of creating a generation that has lost a little of their humanity because we did not care enough.

The rest of my day has been running around doing errands and the like so you are going to have to suffer with content from the past.


“If each man or woman could understand that every other human life is as full of sorrows, or joys, or base temptations, of heartaches and of remorse as his own . . . how much kinder, how much gentler he would be.”

William Allen White


Copied from the June 6, 2001 Daily

Today I can complain about my health, or I can celebrate being alive.

Today I can moan that it is raining, or be joyful at all that grows from the rain.

Today I can regret all I don’t have, or rejoice in everything I do.

Today I can mourn everything I have lost, or eagerly anticipate what’s to come.

Today I can complain that I have to work, or celebrate having a job to go to.

Today I can resent the mess the kids make, or give thanks that I have a family.

Today I can whine about the housework, or celebrate having a home.

Today I can cry over the people who don’t care for me, or be happy loving and being loved by those who do.

What about you?


The supermarket is where I spend 30 minutes hunting for instant coffee.


I want to be a kid again. I want to go back to the time when:

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

"Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense.

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

War was a card game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group. 


The problem with the rat race is even if you win, you’re still a rat.

Lily Tomlin


It was a terrible night, blowing cold and snow in a most frightful manner. The streets were deserted and the local baker was just about to close up shop when a little Jewish man slipped through the door. He carried an umbrella, blown inside out, and was bundled in two sweaters and a thick coat. But even so he still looked wet, freezing, and bedraggled.

As he unwound his scarf, he said to the baker, "May I have two poppy seed bagels to go, please?"

The baker said in astonishment, "Two bagels? Nothing more?"

"That’s right," answered the little man. "One for me and one for Sherry."

"Sherry is your wife?" Asked the baker.

"What do you think," snapped the little man, "my mother would send me out on a night like this?"


There are several good protections against temptation, but the surest is cowardice.

Mark Twain


A Swiss man, looking for directions, pulls up at a bus stop where two Americans are waiting. "Entschuldigung, koennen Sie Deutsch sprechen?" he asks. The two Americans just stare at him.

"Excusez-moi, parlez vous Francais?" he tries. The two continue to stare.

"Parlare Italiano?" No response.

"Hablan ustedes Espanol?" Still nothing.

The Swiss guy drives off, extremely disgusted. The first American turns to the second and says, "Y’know, maybe we should learn a foreign language."

"Why?" says the other. "That guy knew four languages, and it didn’t do him any good."


"There’s a mighty big difference between good sound reasons, and reasons that sound good."

Burton Hillis


A lonely girl who was very forward worked in a bookstore where one of the men that provided service for the store was kind of cute. During each service call, she made every effort to make sure she told him she was divorced and available.

One day she came out and ask him, "Are you married?"

He answered her and said, "Well actually, I’m involved with someone."

"Oh" she said disappointed, "seems like the good ones always are."

"Well", he said, "Actually I’m involved with a married woman."

"Oh really!" she said with a renewed interest.

"Yeah," he says, "but unfortunately she’s my wife."


“Teach this triple truth to all: A generous heart, kind speech, and a life of service and compassion are the things which renew humanity.”



Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

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