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Archive for September, 2008

Tomorrow is today!

“You just have to do your own thing, no matter what anyone says. It’s your life.”

Ethan Embry



We have often talked about those folks who have missed the opportunity to enjoy their lives because they kept putting it off until tomorrow. As many of you know I spend lots of time with old and new friends that are going through career and life transition. Often they convince themselves that the time of life transition is not the time to invest in their personal happiness and I think that is tragic. I find that there is no better time to decide how our lives could be improved than at a time when we are forced to deal with a change.

Please don’t you be one of those who says later in life “If only I would have….,” after missing what might have been. Trust me you are worth reaping the rewards of a happier life but it is doubtful that it will ever come if all you do is wait for it to happen.

Here is something offered by Robert Holden that explains what I mean.

After years of studying stress, I have concluded that one of the biggest causes of stress is that we wait for happiness to happen! We think happiness is not for now; rather, we see it as a reward we work to, struggle after and suffer for in the hopes that one day it will happen. Following this erroneous train of thought, today becomes a day for well-behaved hardship, noble suffering, mild martyrdom and quiet desperation; and tomorrow, maybe, we might be happy.

Well, it’s official. The news is out: "There is no future!" Please understand, this is not a message of despair; it is simply a statement of truth. I repeat, "There is no future"! Save not, therefore, your best for the future. Do not WAIT to give your best to the next job, the next time, the next person, or, the next opportunity. Give your best NOW!

Some things never change: your greatest opportunity for happiness has been, will be, and still is, NOW! Unfortunately, you are often too busy "pasturising" and "futurising" to see that everything is here already right now. Give up the past, give up the future, and give in to happiness NOW! It really is all here. It must be, because you are here.

The one piece of good news that is true forever is, The present is here, now!

When in search of wisdom, linguists often refer to roots and connections of words from pre-historic civilisations. They explore ancient languages like Sanskrit, Aramaic and Latin, for instance, to unearth forgotten gems of wisdom. Well, much closer to home and to present time, it is helpful to note that in the English language, the word "present" has three distinct meanings: "here", "now" and "a gift".

Is this only a coincidence, or could it be that, the greatest gifts of life are always available to you here and now! The word "present" also links to "presence", "being" and "being present". Here is another clue. Give yourself to NOW! The future is not your answer – it has no true power. Now – right here – is good enough for you. All you need remember is, nothing is missing within you and nothing is missing here now.


“Don’t rely on someone else for your happiness and self worth. Only you can be responsible for that. If you can’t love and respect yourself – no one else will be able to make that happen. Accept who you are – completely; the good and the bad – and make changes as YOU see fit – not because you think someone else wants you to be different.”

Stacey Charter


Master Sergeant Alfie was a thirty-year Army veteran now assigned to a training battalion and tough as nails. He seemed to have no thought whatsoever about how others responded to his cut-and-dried military manner. One day he assembled the training battalion and announced, "Private Monroe, take one step forward." Private Monroe took one step forward, and the sergeant bellowed, "Private Monroe. Report to the chaplain; your mother just died." Monroe just crumbled and fainted dead away from shock. Later that day, the battalion commander chewed out the master sergeant: "You’re going to have to learn something about TACT.

You just can’t yell at a man and tell him his mother just died. The next time you’re called on for this duty, you’d better do it in a more compassionate way." It just so happened that the very next day, another soldier’s mother died, and the MSGT assembled the troops again. "All you whose mother is living" he shouted, "take one step forward. NOT SO FAST, TAYLOR!"


"I wasted time, and now doth time waste me."

William Shakespeare


The lady lawyer approached the jury box and began an eloquent plea for her client: "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I want to tell you about this man.  There’s so much to say that is good: he never beat his mother; he was always kind to little children; he never did a dishonest thing in his life; he has always lived by the golden rule; he is a model of everything decent, forthright, and honest.  Everyone loves him and. . . "

Her client leaned over to a friend and said, "How do you like her? I pay her good dough to defend me, and she’s telling the jury about some other guy."


My wife dresses to kill. She also cooks the same way.

Henny Youngman


Two blondes are racing down a bumpy back road in a pretty beat up car down to a bank they’re going to rob.

"Drive slower," pleads the one in the passenger seat, "I don’t want all the dynamite in the trunk to explode."

"Relax," the driver replies. "Even if it did, I’ve got a spare box under the passenger seat."


"Happiness is good health and a bad memory."

Ingrid Bergman


Mr. Smith was a traveling salesman and frequent flyer, so he was always very, VERY careful to mark his luggage so that no one would mistakenly take his bags.  He always did this with bright ribbons and tape, so he was quite surprised to see his bags grabbed by a well-dressed man when he got to the luggage carousel.

Mr. Smith walked over to the fellow and pointed out the colored ribbons tied to the handle, and the fluorescent tape on the sides.

"I believe that luggage is mine.  Were your bags marked like this?" he asked.

"Actually," the man replied, "I was wondering who did this to my luggage."


"Don’t worry," a patient told his psychiatrist. "I’ll pay every cent I owe or my name isn’t Alexander the Great!"


Love is holding hands in the street. Marriage is holding arguments in the street

Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant. Marriage is Chinese take-out.

Love is cuddling on a sofa. Marriage is deciding on a sofa.

Love is talking about having children. Marriage is talking about getting away from children.

Love is losing your appetite. Marriage is losing your figure.

Love is a flickering flame. Marriage is a flickering television.

Love is 1 drink and 2 straws. Marriage is "Don’t you think you’ve had enough?!"


Speak softly and carry a cellular phone.


Morris had proposed to young Sarah, and was being interviewed by Sam, his prospective father-in-law.

"Do you think you are earning enough to support a family?" the older man asked Morris the suitor.

"Yes, sir," replied Morris, "I’m sure that I am."

"Think long and carefully now," said Sarah’s father. "There are twelve of us…including Uncle Izzy"


"Some people are making such thorough plans for rainy days that they aren’t enjoying today’s sunshine."

William Feather



Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

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Ray is on the run

“Thank you, God, for this good life and forgive us if we do not love it enough.”

Garrison Keillor



I am in a rush. It is a day full of appointments and a volunteer assignment at a Greek Festival since I only have a few minutes I am sending you a classic daily. Enjoy the weekend and I’ll see you Monday.



September 7, 2001

It must be a holiday today in mythical Lake Wobegon, MN, as today is the 59th birthday of one of America’s greatest humorists, Garrison Keillor. If you have never listened to the Prairie Home Companion on National Public Radio, you have missed something very special.


It takes courage

To refrain from gossip

When others delight in it,

To stand up for the absent person

Who is being abused.


My doctor grabbed me by the wallet and said "Cough!"

Henny Youngman


Odd Signs From England

IN A LONDON DEPARTMENT STORE: Bargain Basement Upstairs

IN AN OFFICE: Would the person who took the step ladder yesterday please bring it back or further steps will be taken.

IN ANOTHER OFFICE: After the tea break staff should empty the teapot and stand upside down on the draining board.

ON A CHURCH DOOR:: This is the gate of Heaven. Enter ye all by this door. (This door is kept locked because of the draft. Please use side entrance)

OUTSIDE A SECOND HAND SHOP: We exchange anything – bicycles, washing machines etc. Why not bring your wife along and get a wonderful bargain.

QUICKSAND WARNING: Quicksand. Any person passing this point will be drowned. By order of the District Council.

NOTICE IN A DRY CLEANER’S WINDOW: Anyone leaving their garments here for more than 30 days will be disposed of.

IN A HEALTH FOOD SHOP WINDOW: Closed due to illness.

SPOTTED IN A SAFARI PARK: Elephants Please Stay In Your Car

SEEN DURING A CONFERENCE: For anyone who has children and doesn’t know it, there is a day care on the first floor.

NOTICE IN A FIELD: The farmer allows walkers to cross the field for free, but the bull charges.

MESSAGE ON A LEAFLET: If you cannot read, this leaflet will tell you how to get lessons.


Every time I get the urge to exercise, I lie down till the feeling passes.


A duck walks into a bar and orders a beer. The barman says, "Hey, you’re a duck."

"Nothing wrong with your eyesight," observes the duck.

"Yeah, but I mean — you can TALK," says the barman.

"Guess your ears are fine, too," answers the duck. "Now, can I have a beer, please."

The barman serves the duck a pint and asks him, "So, what brings a duck like you to these parts?"

"Oh," says the duck, "I’m working on the building site across the road. We’ll be here for a couple of weeks, and I’ll most likely be in every lunch hour for a pint." The duck slurps down his beer, wiggling his tail happily. Just as he said, the duck waddles over from his job at the building site every day and has his lunch-time lager.

The next week, the circus comes to town on its annual rounds. The Circus owner wanders in for a pint and the barman tells him about the talking duck. "You should get this duck to join your circus," he says. "For a little consideration, I could hook you up with this duck, and you could make lots of bucks. Everyone would love to see a talking duck, I think. Don’t you?" The circus man nods his agreement excitedly while sipping his beer, and the barman agrees to talk to the duck about the circus.

The following day, the duck comes in as usual for his pint. The barman says to the duck (with dollar signs in his eyes), "You know, the circus is in town, and yesterday I was chatting to the owner about you. He’s very interested in you."

"Really?" says the duck.

"Yeah. You could make a lot of money there. I can fix it up for you easily."

"Hang on," said the duck. "You did say a CIRCUS, didn’t you?"

"That’s right."

"You’re talking a big tent, right?


"That’s canvas, isn’t it?" said the duck.

"Of course," replied the barman, "I can get you a job there starting tomorrow. The circus owner’s dead keen on the idea."

The duck looked very puzzled, "What does he want with a plasterer?"


She said:

What do you do with a bachelor who thinks he’s God’s gift to women? Exchange him.


A professor of chemistry wanted to teach his 5th grade class a lesson about the evils of liquor, so he produced an experiment that involved a glass of water, a glass of whiskey, and two worms.

"Now, class, closely observe the worms," said the professor while putting a worm into the water.

The worm in the water writhed about, happy as a worm in water could be. He then put the second worm into the whiskey. It curled up and writhed about painfully, then quickly sank to the bottom, dead as a doornail.

"Now, what lesson can we learn from this experiment?" the professor asked.

Johnny, who naturally sits in back, raised his hand and wisely, responded confidently, "Drink whiskey and you won’t get worms."


By the time you find greener pastures, you can’t climb the fence!


A telephone repairman was working late in a big office building and became lost. After a long search of the rambling first floor to find an exit, the spotted a woman at the end of a corridor.

"How do I get outside?" he asked.

"Dial 9," she replied.


Finding one of her students making faces at others on the playground, Ms. Smith stopped to gently reprove the child. Smiling sweetly the teacher said, "Johnny, when I was a child, I was told if I made ugly faces I would stay like that."

Little Johnny looked up and replied, "Well you can’t say you weren’t warned."


Mom, I’ll always love you, but I’ll never forgive you for cleaning my face with spit on a hanky.


The stockbroker received notice from the IRS that he was being audited.  He showed up at the appointed time and place with all his financial records, then sat for what seemed like hours as the auditor scrutinized their every detail.

Finally the IRS agent looked up and commented, "You must have been a tremendous fan of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle."

"Why would you say that?" wondered the broker.

"Because you’ve made more brilliant deductions on your last three returns than Sherlock Holmes made in his entire career."


Pollution is getting so bad, magicians complain there’s no more thin air to make people disappear into.


"There are two primary choices in life: to accept conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them."

Dr. Denis Waitley


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.

This daily is sent only to special people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can join at http://groups.google.com/group/Rays-Daily. Back issues are posted at http://360.yahoo.com/raykiwsp currently there are about 1000 readers from all over the world.

What’s on your list?

Some people dream of success… while others wake up and work hard at it.



As some of you know I spend many hours each week with folks who are at a point in their lives when they take inventory and decide how they will spend the years ahead. For many it is a time when they ask themselves “Is this is all there is” or is there more that they want out of life than they get now.

Fortunately our futures are not locked in stone and we each have the opportunity to reinvent ourselves if we wish to do so, unfortunately many of us do not have the self confidence or courage to walk a different path. Of course there are some of us who are exactly where they want to be and the review just reaffirms that all is well. But in all honesty many of us just follow the path laid out by others without ever stopping to see if we are headed where we want to go all the time hoping there is something better. In my view one of the hardest things to do is to define our own success and then decide to go for it.

The truly happy successful people I know do not necessarily make a lot of money or even get much recognition; rather they reward themselves by doing what they want to do. I don’t know if I’ll ever do everything I would like to do but I do know I am much better off collecting positive memories than I was collecting dollars, titles and recognition.


I think I may have already sent you John Follis’ definition of what success means to him but even if I did it is worth repeating.


What "Success" Is To Me.

To have the ways, means, time and guts to choose and follow my own path.

To dissolve the line between who I am and what I "do."

To make decisions based not on fear, guilt, money or politics but rather what truly feels right.

To have much love, passion and fun in my life.

To be healthy in body, mind and spirit.

To have enthusiasm when I wake up, and peace of mind when I go to bed.

To use my unique gifts in a way that makes a positive difference in many peoples’ lives.

To inspire and motivate others.

To be able to make people laugh — including myself.

To know that I’m on the right path and not alone in my journey.

To live with the understanding that "getting there" isn’t half the fun, it’s most of it.

To make the most with what I’ve been given.

To take advantage of every opportunity and face every fear.

To live having true friends and die having no regrets.

To be able to experience death not as a "grim reaper", but rather as a welcomed sleep after a good, long day.


What about you? Have you put together your personal success check list? If not you might want to consider using his for it outlines a path that will result in a full and enriched life.


Success:  To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.  This is to have succeeded!

Ralph Waldo Emerson


   A husband was worried about the decline in the quality of his marriage so he discreetly went to a marriage counselor to discuss the problem.

   The counselor asked, "Do you kiss your wife when you get home from work, remind her every now and then of how much you love her, and show her all the little attentions that you did during the first few years of your marriage?"

   "Uhh, no, I guess not," the husband replied.

   "That happens with many married couples," the counselor replied.  "I suggest that you begin starting today to do all those little nice things for her…fuss over her, buy her flowers, bring candy home to her, and try to be a lover again instead of just a husband."

   "That sounds good to me.  You’re right.  I’ll start this evening."

   So when the husband got home that night, he presented his wife at the door with a dozen long-stemmed roses, gave her a big hug and kiss and said, "We’re going out on the town tonight, sweet lips, just the two of us and we’re going to have a *good* time.  I’ve reserved a table at the Hilton, two seats for a great musical to see after dinner, and that’s only the beginning!"

   His wife stared at him, then burst into tears.  "What!  What’s wrong, honey? Tell me what’s the matter?" the husband cried.

   "Well, Susie came home from high school today and told me that she’s pregnant. Then our bank called us today to tell us that five checks have bounced and that we should immediately make a deposit.  Then our cat, Mittens, got run over by a car and poor little Katie is in her room sobbing her eyes out right now.  And I totally wrecked the car while I was trying to rush Mittens to the animal clinic.  And now…(sniff) (sniff)…now…" she broke off and sobbed deeply.

   "Now what, honey, tell me.  Please tell me." the husband begged.

   "And now, *you* come home drunk!!!!"


Procrastination avoids boredom; one never has the feeling that there is nothing important to do.


A drummer, tired of being ridiculed by his peers, decides to learn how to play some "real" musical instruments. He goes to a music store, walks in, approaches the store clerk, and says "I’ll take that red trumpet over there and that accordion."

The store clerk looks at him a bit funny, and replies "Well, okay, I guess you can have the fire extinguisher. But the radiator’s got to stay.


Flo Capp’s Observation:  The next best thing to doing something smart is not doing something stupid.


I think I’ve found inner peace. My therapist told me a way to achieve inner peace was to finish things I had started.

Today I finished 2 bags of potato chips, a lemon pie, a fifth of Jack Daniels and a small box of chocolate candy.

I feel better already!


Is it possible to feel gruntled.


"Men are very confident people. My husband is so confident that when he watches sports on television, he thinks that if he concentrates he can help his team. If the team is in trouble, he coaches the players from our living room, and if they’re really in trouble, I have to get off the phone in case they call him."

Rita Rudner


A new missionary recruit went to Venezuela for the first time. He was struggling with the language and didn’t understand a whole lot of what was going on. Intending to visit one of the local churches, he got lost, but eventually got back on track and found the place. Having arrived late, the church was already packed. The only pew left was the one on the front row.

So as not to make a fool of himself, he decided to pick someone out of the crowd to imitate. He chose to follow the man sitting next to him on the front pew. As they sang, the man clapped his hands, so the missionary recruit clapped too. When the man stood up to pray, the missionary recruit stood up too. When the man sat down, he sat down. When the man held the cup and bread for the Lord’s Supper, he held the cup and bread. During the preaching, the recruit didn’t understand a thing. He just sat there and tried to look just like that man in the front pew.

Then he perceived that the preacher was giving announcements. People clapped, so he looked to see if the man was clapping. He was, and so the recruit clapped too. Then the preacher said some words that he didn’t understand and he saw the man next to him stand up. So he stood up too. Suddenly a hush fell over the entire congregation. A few people gasped. He looked around and saw that nobody else was standing. So he sat down.

After the service ended, the preacher stood at the door shaking the hands of those who were leaving. When the missionary recruit stretched out his hand to greet the preacher, the preacher said, in English: "I take it you don’t speak Spanish."

The missionary recruit replied: "No I don’t. It’s that obvious?"

"Well yes," said the preacher, "I announced that the Acosta family had a newborn baby boy and would the proud father please stand up."


There is only one success – to be able to spend your life in your own way.

Christopher Morley


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.

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It’s up to us

He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god.




I worry sometimes that we have been so into what is in it for me that we have forgotten that we are part of a society that is dependent on its people. If we no longer think of the “we” and only the “me” we will have abandoned our only hope to save what we have and improve on it. It is more obvious everyday that if we stand still we will be left behind. Why is it that so many of us think it is someone else’s responsibility to solve today’s problems so that we can enjoy our lives.

We want more but we don’t want to pay for it. We complain about today’s youth but we don’t want to invest in improving their education. We want public safety but we don’t want to raise the taxes needed to pay for it. We demand excellence in our elected officials and then drive away our best and brightest because of how badly we treat our leaders. We have a ten trillion dollar national debt that is getting larger all the time and some believe that it is not a problem since it will be future generations that will pay it. Many also think that we can reduce the cost of public services by eliminating fraud and abuse and such things as pork barrel spending yet even the total elimination of major programs will not get us even close to balancing the budget.

Those of us who are doing OK find it too easy to look the other way I just hope that when we turn our heads and finally look it won’t be too late. I know some of you get upset when I don’t report on the bright side but in this case there can be a bright side. It is what we will find if we just decide that we are going to start to do what we can to change the current situation. It appears that we all are going to have to back off a materialistic centered life and start to think about our children friends and neighbors and start to rebuild the American dream. The great thing about doing so is the great people we are going to meet along the way.


If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich.

John F. Kennedy


A Jewish family invited their gentile neighbors over for holiday dinner. The first course was set in front of them and the Jewish couple announced, "This is matzo ball soup."

On seeing the two large matzo balls floating in the broth, the Gentile man was hesitant to taste this strange looking brew. Gently the Jewish couple pressed the Gentile man. "Try it; if you don’t like it, you don’t have to finish it."

Finally he agreed. He dug his spoon in, first picking up a small piece of matzo ball with some soup in his spoon, and tasting it gingerly. The usual "Mmmmmmmmm" sound could be heard coming from deep within his chest, and he quickly finished the whole bowl.

"That was good" the man said. "Can you eat any other parts of the matzo?"


Blessed are the pessimists, for they have made backups.


A Toddlers Creed…..

If it is on, I must turn it off.

If it is off, I must turn it on.

If it is folded, I must unfold it.

If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.

If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared.

If it is high, it must be reached.

If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.

If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.

If it has leaves, they must be picked.

If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.

If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.

If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.

If it is closed, it must be opened.

If it does not open, it must be screamed at.

If it has drawers, they must be rifled.

If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.

If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.

If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.

If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.

If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest.

It must be pushed by me instead. If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.

If Mommy’s hands are full, I must be carried.

If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.

If it is paper, it must be torn.

If it has buttons, they must be pressed.

If the volume is low, it must go high.

If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.

If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.

If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.

If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.

If it is a phone, I must talk to it.

If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.

If it doesn’t stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.

If it is not food, it must be tasted.

If it IS food, it must not be tasted.

If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.

If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.

If it is Mommy, it must be hugged.

  I am toddler!


Teenagers express their burning desires to be different by dressing exactly alike.


A guy walked into his friend’s office, he found him sitting at his desk, looking very depressed.

"Hey, what’s up with you?", he asks.

"Oh, its my wife," replied the man sadly. "She’s hired a new secretary for me."

"Well, nothing wrong in that. Is she blonde or brunette?"

"Neither, He’s bald."


Much of the social history of the Western world over the past three decades has involved replacing what worked with what sounded good.

Thomas Sowell


The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.

Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.

A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It’s the best deal man has ever made.

A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.


Adversity introduces a man to himself.


She said: I was in New York’s Grand Central Terminal on my way to visit friends in Connecticut. I had never taken the trip before and was wondering if I needed to switch trains in Stamford. Walking to the train, I saw the conductor and asked, "Do I need to change?"

"No," he replied immediately. "You’re fine the way you are. Your bag matches your shoes and your earrings are the same color as your outfit. Very coordinated!"


"Citizenship comes first today in our crowded world…No man can enjoy the privileges of education and thereafter with a clear conscience break his contract with society. To respect that contract is to be mature, to strengthen it is to be a good citizen, to do more than your share under it is noble."

Bowman, Isaiah


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.

This daily is sent only to special people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can join at http://groups.google.com/group/Rays-Daily. Back issues are posted at http://360.yahoo.com/raykiwsp currently there are about 1000 readers from all over the world.

Take it easy!

“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it.

Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”

Howard Thurman



I read a column the other day that asked why so many people were complaining about the economy. The author quoted statistics that showed that the GDP was still on the positive side and other information that showed things were really OK and that there was something wrong with people who thought otherwise.

I didn’t really care what he said as I am spending time with far too many people who have lost their jobs and in some cases even their homes. Others have had to use their life savings just to stay afloat. It is easy to be complacent when we are doing well but sadly during these times too many have seen their world deteriorate.

What makes it really tough on many families has been how we have conditioned ourselves to look for happiness in the toys we buy, the cars we drive, and the things that cost us money. As I thought about the plight of so many of these good people I realized that while I have not lost anywhere near as much as others I have had to live more frugally. I know longer can afford season tickets to our football teams games, my wife and I drive older cars, we don’t eat in fancy restaurants as often as we use to and I no longer buy the latest gadget or toy as I have in the past. What surprised me was that I do not miss the things I no longer have, in fact I have found the things that I do have are much better. I find happiness in the time I spend with the people I meet and the things I do. Every day is filled with new discoveries and experiences and almost all of it is because my time is not consumed with the material things that I use to buy and play with or spending time doing things that really had no special meaning.

I just wish I had a way of sharing what I have found with children who feel deprived because their families no longer can buy them anything they want, and with the adults who count losses and ignore the gains that can be had with a simpler life. Thoreau was too much of a hermit as far as I am concerned, I like people far too much to live in isolation, but I think he had the right idea as he lived a simpler life.

Tell you what; how about trying taking it easy for one day. You might even want to follow the lead of the youngster who is asking us to take a day of rest. Here is what she is offering:

A Day of Rest (ADOR) was founded in 2008, by Jennifer Sekar, an 8th grade student at Hopkins Jr. High School, Fremont, California, with the support of friends and family.

The main goal of this non-profit organization is to encourage people across continents to take rest, a true rest, for at least one day a year and spend time with friends and families. True rest means, not driving any type of powered vehicle on that day. Our long term goal is to make first Saturday of October of every year to be A Day Of Rest. A True Day Of Rest. This year we are celebrating A Day Of Rest on October 4, 2008.

The near term goal of ADOR is to get at least 1 million families who own and operate powered vehicles normally, to take true rest on October 4, 2008 and get 1 million cars off the road on October 4, 2008.

Why not visit Jennifer’s website at http://adayofrest.org/ and find out more.


“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time”

John Lubbock


She wrote:

Dear Tide,

I am writing to say what an excellent product you have! I’ve used it all through my married life, as my Mom always told me it was the best.

Now that I am in my fifties, I find it even better! In fact, about a month ago, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse. My inconsiderate and uncaring husband started to berate me about how clumsy I was, and generally started becoming a pain in the neck.

One thing led to another and somehow I ended up with a lot of his blood on my white blouse. I tried to get the stain out using a bargain detergent, but it just wouldn’t come out. After a quick trip to the supermarket, I purchased a bottle of liquid Tide with bleach alternative, and to my surprise and satisfaction, all of the stains came out! In fact, the stains came out so well the detectives who came by yesterday told me that the DNA tests on my blouse were negative and then my attorney called and said that I would no longer be considered a suspect in the disappearance of my husband.

What a relief! Going through menopause is bad enough without being a murder suspect! I thank you, once again, for having such a great product.

Well, gotta go. I have to write a letter to the Hefty bag people . . .


We have enough people who tell it like it is; now we could use a few who can tell it like it can be.


A Stanford Medical research group advertised for participants in a study of obsessive-compulsive disorder. They were looking for therapy clients who had been diagnosed with this disorder. The response was gratifying; they got 3,000 responses about three days after the ad came out. All from the same person.


One reason why computers can do more work than people is that they never have to stop and answer the phone.


A zoning board had just been set up in a new community. A householder went to the office to request permission to build a small toolshed in his backyard.

"Have you a plan?" asked the director.

"Oh, yes," said the householder, who showed him a map of his neighborhood, the dimension of his yard, and a sketch of the shed.

"That looks fine," said the director. He pulled out a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, Xeroxed it, and said, "Here’s your permission."

A month later, a neighbor in almost exactly the same situation also wanted permission for a shed in her yard. She went to the director, got as far as a secretary, and made her request. "Thank you, Mrs. Smith," said the secretary, taking the documents. "Telephone me in two weeks and I’ll let you know what the director’s decision is, or what further steps are necessary."

"But," groaned Mrs. Smith, "a month ago my neighbor got permission right away."

"Oh, yes," said the secretary, "but that was before we finally got organized."


They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.

Carl W. Buechner


My neighbor was attempting to build a patio for the first time.. .He purchased 100 cement blocks. Laying them out in a pattern, he discovered the chosen area was too small. He stacked the blocks against the house and cleared more space.

The next day he put the cement blocks back down, only to find that the ground was too hard, thus, he could not make the patio level. So he ordered a truckload of sand to be delivered the following morning. Again he stacked the 100 blocks against the house.

Observing all this, I called him up and said, "Hey, Roy, are you planning to put your patio away every night?"


Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation, for when you come back to your work your judgment will be surer. Go some distance away because then the work appears smaller and more of it can be taken in at a glance and a lack of harmony and proportion is more readily seen.

Leonardo Da Vinci


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana, USA

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