Ray's musings and humor

Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.

Anthony J. D’Angelo

 

 

 

On my recent trip I again witnessed one of the secrets of the good life. I was with people who used a mixture of positive attitude, optimism, and good humor to find the best in the world around them. I am sure these good folks have the ability to see the flowers while others see mostly weeds.

Those of you who have known me very long know that I truly believe that the quality of our lives is in our own hands. Each day we are given the opportunity to choose to be up or down, I know in my experience if you face the day believing good things will happen they most often will. I also know that if you think it requires some super event or the acquisition of a new treasure for you feel happy you have the bar raised too high and you’ll miss most of the good things that happen every day.

Do you savor your meals, enjoy talking to those you meet, noticing something new as you walk by, just taking a deep breath, receiving a smile? I do. Each is a brick in the day we build and more often than not the result is a day we will be able to look back on with fondness. The price we pay when we blind ourselves to what is good in the life we already have is too steep to pay. So for me I choose to do my best to be like the folks on the bus; like them I want to stay positive and appreciate all that I am given each day,

A few months ago a retired friend sent me this story that I really liked and today is a good day to share it with you.

 

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, shaved perfectly with his hair fashionably combed and even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready. 

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. ‘I love it,’ he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.  

Mr. Jones, you haven’t seen the room; ‘ Just wait.’ That doesn’t ‘have anything to do with it,’ he replied. Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged …. it’s how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.  ‘It’s a decision I make every morning when I wake up.

I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. 

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I’ll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I’ve stored away. Just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you’ve put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! 

Thank you for your part in filling my Memory Bank. I am still depositing.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.

3. Live simply.

4.. Give more.

5. Expect less. 

How will you arrange your mind today?

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Every day may not be good, but there’s something good in every day.

Author Unknown

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"Are you my caddie?" asked MacTavish.

"Aye, sir," replied the boy.

"And are you any good at finding lost balls?"

"Aye, sir."

"Right, then. Find one and let’s get the game started."

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If you want long friendships, develop a short memory.

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A six-year-old ran up and down the supermarket aisles shouting frantically, "Marian, Marian!"

Finally reunited with his mother, he was chided by her, "You shouldn’t call me ‘Marian.’  I’m your mother, you know."

"I know," said the child, wise beyond his years, "but the store is full of mothers!"

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"The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of Hell, a hell of Heaven."

John Milton

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PROCRASTINATOR’S CREED

NOTICE: You may wish to delay reading this until you have more free time.

1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.

2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.

3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.

4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.

5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.

6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.

7. If at first I don’t succeed, there is always next year.

8. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.

9. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.

10. I will never put off tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.

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"Great opportunities to help others seldom come, but small ones come daily."

Ivy Baker Priest

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Once upon a time there lived three men: a doctor, a chemist, and an engineer. All three had offended the king and were sentenced to die on the same day.

The day of the execution arrived, and the doctor was led up to the guillotine. As he strapped the doctor to the guillotine, the executioner asked, "Head up or head down?"

"Head up," said the doctor.

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised the blade, and z-z-z-z-ing! Down came the blade — and stopped barely an inch above the doctor’s neck. Well, the law stated that if an execution didn’t succeed the first time the prisoner had to be released, so the doctor was set free.

Then the chemist was led up to the guillotine.

"Head up or head down?" said the executioner.

"Head up."

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised the blade, and z-z-z-z-ing! Down came the blade — and stopped an inch above the chemist’s neck. Well, the law stated that if the execution didn’t succeed the first time the prisoner had to be released, so the chemist was set free.

Finally the engineer was led up to the guillotine.

"Head up or head down?"

"Head up."

"Blindfold or no blindfold?"

"No blindfold."

So the executioner raised the blade, but before he could cut the rope, the engineer yelled out:

"WAIT! I see what the problem is!"

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Happiness is an attitude.  We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong.  The amount of work is the same.

Francesca Reigler

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

 Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.

 

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