Not being able to govern events, I govern myself, and apply myself to them, if they will not apply themselves to me.
Michel de Montaigne
I don’t need to tell you that these are tough times for far too many. Unfortunately some of us get so angry that we want to strike out against someone or something, it almost seems that emotion has displaced reason. I suppose a lot of that is the result of the frustration that comes from not knowing what to do or who to blame. The bad part of all of that is the one who suffers most is the person who lets their feelings drive their behavior into areas where they suffer even more.
As I thought about the problem I looked back in my archives and found that some one had excerpted wisdom from an article by Dr. Wayne W. Dyer. Here is what the author suggests and while it focus on our reaction to others the same principles apply to how we react to events.
When you live at or below ordinary levels of awareness, you spend a great deal of time and energy finding opportunities to be offended. A news report, an economic downturn, a rude stranger, a fashion miscue, someone cursing, a sneeze, a black cloud, any cloud, an absence of clouds — just about anything will do if you’re looking for an occasion to be offended. Along the extra mile, you’ll never find anyone engaging in such absurdities. Become a person who refuses to be offended by any one, any thing, or any set of circumstances. If something takes place and you disapprove, by all means state what you feel from your heart; and if possible, work to eliminate it and then let it go.
Not being offended is a way of saying, "I have control over how I’m going to feel, and I choose to feel peaceful regardless of what I observe going on." When you feel offended, you’re practicing judgment. You judge someone else to be stupid, insensitive, rude, arrogant, inconsiderate, or foolish, and then you find yourself upset and offended by their conduct. What you may not realize is that when you judge another person, you do not define them. You define yourself as someone who needs to judge others.
The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours – it is an amazing journey – and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.
The Franklin Factor: Early to bed and early to rise means it’s time to meet more guys.
The Rat Race: If there’s one rat in a room full of nice men, he’ll hit on you first.
The Eyeglass Prescription: Don’t wear your glasses on a blind date. You’ll look better, and he will too.
The Ring Rule: A watched telephone never rings.
The Creep Call: Never pick up the phone on Saturday night. It’s a call from a creep you told you were busy.
The Fishing Forecast: They say there are lots of good fish in the sea. But who wants to go out with a fish?
The Psychological Prognosis: Love is a form of temporary insanity curable by marriage.
The Rope Trick: Give a man enough rope and he’ll lasso another woman.
Mind Over Matter: No one ever falls in love with another person’s mind at a cocktail party.
The Fault Finder: The faster way to discover all your bad habits is to move in with your lover.
Twain’s Truth: Familiarity breeds children.
The Fertility Factor: Women are only fertile a few days each month, unless they’re single.
A lawyer’s epitaph in England:
Sir John Strange
Here lies an honest lawyer,
And that is Strange.
"If we were rich," said Mrs. Abrahams, "we’d spend six months a year in Florida, six months a year in Europe, and six months a year in California."
"But dear, that would make eighteen months in a year!" said her husband.
"Indeed it would, Herbert. Isn’t is wonderful what you can do with money?"
One of the secrets of a long and fruitful life is to forgive everybody everything every night before you go to bed.
A couple just started their Lamaze class and they were given an activity requiring the husband to wear a bag of sand to give him an idea of what it feels like to be pregnant. The husband stood up and shrugged saying, "This doesn’t feel so bad."
The instructor then dropped a pen and asked the husband to pick it up.
"You want me to pick up the pen as if I were pregnant, the way my wife would do it?" the husband asked.
"Exactly," replied the instructor.
To the delight of the other husbands, he turned to his wife and said, "Honey, pick up that pen for me."
When it comes to work, there are many who will stop at nothing.
It was just after midnight, and there was a rapping at the doctor’s door.
Dragging himself out of bed and poking his head from the window, he shouted down at the lone figure.
The woman looked up, "No, sick."
A little boy asked his mother, "Mummy, am I descended from a monkey?"
The mother replied, "I don’t know, son, I’ve never met your father’s folks."
Three Reform Rabbis were in a terrible auto wreck. None survived.
One minute they were driving along the highway, talking and laughing and joking, and the next, BOOM! they were before the Creator of all.
Shaking his head, The Omnipotent One looks at the three. "Reform I can understand. But where will it end? You! Goldblum! The ashtrays in your temple so My people could smoke while the Torah was being read???"
God went on. "I can live with that. Men are weak, but the Word is strong!"
Goldblum sighed with relief.
"Bauman! Really, I can accept My people need to eat, but really: serving Ham & Cheese Sandwiches to the devout at the temple during Yom Kippur?"
Bauman hung his head in shame.
"Even that I can allow to pass, even with the eating of that which is not Kosher. I’m not pleased at all with the playing fast and loose with my people, but I can accept these indiscretions."
Bauman also heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, He turns to the third rabbi and says, "You, Rabinowitz, have gone too far! Am I asking too much? No, you flaunt the world at Me, even on the holiest days of Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur by putting out a sign saying….
‘Closed for the Holidays!’"
Other people or unfortunate circumstances may have caused you to feel pain,
but only you control whether you allow that pain to go on.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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