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What I learned from Pippin

Some people don’t understand how blessed they truly are. Be thankful for what you have rather than focusing on what you don’t have…

Julian Andrew

pippin

Last Sunday I saw the Musical Pippin for the first time. Today I read some of the thoughts of others about the show, many who did not seem to be as moved by the message of the show as I was. The story centers on the son of a great emperor who seems to be driven by self-perceived need to accomplish something noteworthy that will be recognized by his peers as a sign of greatness. He begins as scholar without recognition. He then chooses to join his father’s legions as a warrior again without resulting glory. That is followed by a brief effort to be a benevolent dictator where he fails miserably which results in his falling into deep depression where he then finds solace in the embrace of a young widow and her son. While seemingly happy he is so driven by his need to achieve what he feels would be greatness that as a final act prepares for a dramatic suicide, when the widow and her son appear at the event he reneges and seems to realize that his success does exist in the happiness he brought to the widow, the boy and to himself.

As I said others may not see the plot as I have but it did remind me of the many people I have met over the years who are blinded by ambition feeling that anything less than fame and fortune will leave them unworthy. I see too many young people these days driving themselves to what they perceive as the academic key to wealth while ignoring the arts and humanities. Like Pippin we need to realize that personal joy and satisfaction can be found in our non-professional life. The most successful people I know are those who embrace the latent happiness that exists all around us.

So my friends chose to invest in happiness and the daily greatness that exists in the things you do every day and be happy. Here are some thoughts I saved from an article author Bobbi Emel on finding happiness that I think are worthy:

NOTICE POSITIVE MOMENTS

Ever notice that when you’re walking down the street you either walk with your head down or you’re so far off in your own thoughts that you have no idea what’s happening around you? Take a look around and notice. See a stranger smile at you and smile back. Check out the father cooing over his baby as he gently swings her in his arms. Look up and notice the cool architecture of that building you walk by every day. Pause to notice a beautiful sunset. At work, really take it in when your boss or co-worker gives you a compliment.

Don’t let those positive moments pass you by. Learn to see them more clearly and frequently. Savor them as you would a piece of decadent chocolate on your tongue.

BE MINDFUL

Mindfulness is simply about noticing the present moment without judgment. One of the reasons negative emotions stress us out is because we not only experience the emotion, but we pile more negative stuff up on top of it. So, if you notice that you’re frustrated, you might think to yourself, “Ugh, I’m so frustrated! I’ve got to get over feeling this way. If I could just get this project to work right, things would be better.” And on and on and on…

Mindfulness calls for you to notice that you’re frustrated and… that’s it. There’s no judgment about what you’re feeling. Only noticing. No piling on of desperate wishes that you weren’t feeling that way. No berating yourself for feeling frustrated in the first place. Just noticing.

Mindfulness allows you to be in the present without magnifying it. And that helps reduce stress and makes room for positive emotions.

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“You say, ‘If I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.’ You make a mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if it were doubled.”

Charles H. Spurgeon

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We had spent the day moving from our farmhouse into our new house in town.

Early the next morning, our 3 1/2 -year-old ran into our bedroom to wake us up. I dressed him and told him to play in the yard and to quit bothering us.

About 20 minutes later, he came running back. “Mommy, Mommy,” he exclaimed, “everybody has doorbells- and they all work.”

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The smallest good deed is better than the grandest intention.

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The Sunday School teacher asks, “Now, Johnny, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?”  “No sir,” little Johnny replies, “I don’t have to. My Mom is a good cook.”

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A friend walks in when everyone else walks out.

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Pastor Chambers of First Baptist Church in Kentucky states, “After a worship service a mother with a fidgety seven-year-old boy mentioned how she finally got her son to sit still and be quiet.  About halfway through the sermon, she leaned over and whispered, ‘If you don’t be quiet, Pastor Chambers will lose his place, and will have to start his sermon all over again!’   It worked.”

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Tragedy can make you bitter or better.

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A little guy was sitting at a bar staring at his drink for ages. Suddenly, a big biker came along, snatched his glass, guzzled down the contents and laughed, “Hah! So what you gonna do about that, little man?”

“Nothing,” sighed the little guy despondently. “You see, today has been the worst day of my life. This morning I overslept and was late for an important meeting. My boss was furious and so he sacked me. I cleared my desk, went to my car, only to discover that it wasn’t there – somebody had stolen it. So I got a taxi home, but when it came to paying the driver I realized I’d forgotten my wallet. I then had to go into my house but I found my wife in bed with the gardener. So I left home and came to this bar. And just when I was thinking about ending it all, you came along and drank my poison…”

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“True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future, not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is sufficient, for he that is so wants nothing. The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.”

Lucius Annaeus Seneca

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

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Thay make our world a better place

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

Mother Teresa

 Carrying-a-Heavy-Load

My wide range of acquaintances and friends has allowed me to discover that special people have practiced doing good things for others for so long it has become a natural habit. They are not like so many of us who feel we are making a sacrifice or at least doing something special when we volunteer our time to do something for others.

Think about it, chances are those folks you know who are always smiling and are unusually happy never stop to think about what is in it for them as they offer a helping hand. They are the door holders, the package carriers and the foundation on which so much good is built. Thankfully there are so many of them for they are the joy spreaders and the inspiration for so many at a time when we need all the help we can get. I am especially grateful to those who mentor the young, showing them that a good life is possible for those who care.

I recently stumbled across the following story that helped me realize what I often overlook.

 

Burden of My Own

A Monarch of long ago had twin sons. As they grew to young manhood, the king sought a fair way to designate one of them as crown prince. All who knew the young men thought them equal in intelligence, wit, personal charm, health, and physical strength. Being a keenly observant king, he thought he detected a trait in one which was not shared by the other.

Calling them to his council chamber one day, he said, “My sons, the day will come when one of you must succeed me as king. The weight of sovereignty is very heavy. To find out which of you is better able to bear them cheerfully, I am sending you together to a far corner of the kingdom.

One of my advisors there will place equal burdens on your shoulders. My crown will one day go to the one who first returns bearing his yoke like a king should.”

In a spirit of friendly competition, the brothers set out together. Soon they overtook an aged woman struggling under a burden that seemed far too heavy for her frail body. One of the boys suggested that they stop to help her. The other protested: “We have a saddle of our own to worry about. Let us be on our way.”

The objector hurried on while the other stayed behind to give aid to the aged woman. Along the road, from day to day, he found others who also needed help. A blind man took him miles out of his way, and a lame man slowed him to a cripple’s walk.

Eventually he did reach his father’s advisor, where he secured his own yoke and started home with it safely on his shoulders. When he arrived at the palace, his brother met him at the gate, and greeted him with dismay. He said, “I don’t understand. I told our father the weight was too heavy to carry. However did you do it?”

The future king replied thoughtfully, “I suppose when I helped others carry their yoke, I found the strength to carry my own.”

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He who gives when he is asked has waited too long.

Sunshine Magazine

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You Know You’re Getting Older When…

Everything hurts and what doesn’t hurt, doesn’t work.

The gleam in your eyes is from the sun hitting your bifocals.

You feel like the night after, and you haven’t been anywhere.

Your little black book contains only names ending in M.D.

Your children begin to look middle aged.

A dripping faucet causes an uncontrollable bladder urge.

Your knees buckle and your belt won’t.

You regret all those mistakes resisting temptation.

You just can’t stand people who are intolerant.

You burn the midnight oil until 9 pm.

You have too much room in the house and not enough room in the medicine cabinet.

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Why is an alarm clock going “off” when it actually turns on?

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From hospital charts:

She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.

The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor.

Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.

The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.

Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.

I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical therapy.

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“I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it.”

Mae West

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The slave driver of the Roman ship stared down at his slaves and yelled. “I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is that you’ll be getting double rations tonight.”

The mumbling of the happy slaves was interrupted by the bellowing of the slave driver. “The bad news is that the commander’s son wants to water ski.”

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Here is a test to find out whether your mission in life is complete. If you’re alive, it isn’t.

Richard Bach

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A man was chosen for jury duty who very much wanted to be dismissed from serving. He tried every excuse he could think of but none of them worked. On the day of the trial he decided to give it one more shot. As the trial was about to begin he asked if he could approach the bench.

“Your Honor,” he said, ” I must be excused from this trial because I am prejudiced against the defendant. I took one look at the man in the blue suit with those beady eyes and that dishonest face and I said, ‘He’s a crook! He’s guilty, guilty, guilty.’ So, your Honor, I could not possibly stay on this jury!”

With a tired annoyance the judge replied, “Get back in the jury box. That man is his lawyer.”

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I doubt therefore I might be.

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“How are you getting along with trying to date that new co-worker?”

“Not so bad. I’m getting some encouragement now.”

“Really? Is she beginning to smile sweetly at you or something?”

“Not exactly, but last night, she said she’s said no for the last time.”

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I expect to pass through life but once.  If therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again.

William Penn

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

Immortal in my memory

Although it’s difficult today to see beyond the sorrow,

May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow.

Author Unknown

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It has been an interesting couple of days that included me setting a new personal record yesterday. The bad news is that I am still groggy for yesterday’s procedures. Oh yes the record, previously the most polops the Colorectal docs removed was 7 and yesterday they cut out 11. Fortunately I have no more surgery scheduled until a couple of days in November when the other docs will do some plumbing surgery. We have to wait until then because the use portable equipment that is only available one day a month at the Indiana University Hospital where they will do the work. Until then I just have to live with my problem but I can do that. I am not sure if I am going to be able to make my morning workout today, at least next week I should be able to get back on schedule and not miss any days.

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In the past week I learned that one friend lost her husband after a long illness and another actress friend lost her mother just as she was rehearsing a leading role in a musical. I shared with them my sympathy for their loss and wrote similar comments to both. Here was what I said “I never know what to say to friends when they lose a loved one. I just hope they find solace in the recollections of the good times for I find that my stored memories allow me to be grateful for all we had rather than dwelling on the pain of the loss.” Each of us must deal with the loss of people we care about as life goes on and in the process we must not let the loss stop us, for those that care for us would be devastated if they knew that part of their legacy was our debilitation.

Here is a poem that has meaning to me; I hope it does to you as well.

 

    Memory Still Lives On

Those who mean the most to us

Are never really gone.

For in our thoughts and in our hearts

 Their memory still lives on

So may you find that passing time

 Can somehow help to heal

Those memories will ease the loss

And sorrow that you feel

    Author Unknown

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Unable are the loved to die.  For love is immortality.

Emily Dickinson

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There was a job opening in the country’s most prestigious law firm and it finally comes down to Robert and Paul.

Both graduated magna cum laude from law school. Both come from good families. Both are equally attractive and well spoken. It’s up to the senior partner to choose one, so he takes each aside and asks, ‘Why did you become a lawyer?’ In seconds, he chooses Paul.

Baffled, Robert takes Paul aside. ‘I don’t understand why I was rejected. When Mr. Armstrong asked me why I became a lawyer, I said that I had the greatest respect for the law, that I’d lay down my life for the Constitution and that all I wanted was to do right by my clients. What in the world did you tell him?’

‘I said I became a lawyer because of my hands,’ Robert replies.

‘Your hands? What do you mean?’

‘Well, I took a look one day and there wasn’t any money in either of them!’

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What was the best thing before sliced bread?

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To make it possible for everyone to attend church on Sunday, we are proposing to have a special “No Excuse Sunday.”

1. Cots will be placed in the foyer for those who say, “But, Sunday is my *only* day to sleep in.”

2. They will have steel helmets for those who say, “The roof will cave in if I ever came to church.”

3. Blankets will be furnished for those who say it is too cold and fans will be furnished for those who say it is too hot.

4.There will be hearing aids for those who say, “The pastor speaks too softly,” and cotton for those who say, “He preaches too loudly.”

5. Scorecards will be available for those who wish to list the hypocrites present.

6. Some relatives will be in attendance for those who like to go visiting on Sunday.

7. There will be TV dinners for those who can’t go to church and cook dinner too.

8. Golf clubs will be available for practice swings for those who like to golf on Sunday.

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On the tombstone of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:

Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102.  The Good Die Young.

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A golf pro dragged himself into the clubhouse looking as though he’d just escaped a tornado. “What’s wrong?” a woman asked.

“I just lost a game to Houlihan,” the pro said.

“What? But Houlihan’s the worst player I’ve ever seen. How could he have beaten you?”

“He tricked me,” the pro said. “On the first tee, he asked for a handicap. I told him he could have 30, 40, 50 strokes – any handicap he wanted. He said, ‘Just give me two gotchas.'”

“What’s a gotcha?” asked the woman.

“That’s what I wanted to know,” the pro said. “Houlihan said, ‘You’ll see.’ Then, as I was teeing off, just as I had my club poised, he screamed out ‘Gotcha!'”

“I can guess what happened,” the woman said.

“Sure,” the pro said. “The scream threw me off, and I missed the ball completely.”

“Understandable,” the woman said. “But still, that’s only one swing. How did he win the game?”

The pro answered, “You try swinging at a golf ball while waiting for that second ‘gotcha!'”

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There are two places where you’ll never see a clock… in Las Vegas casinos and in Doctors’ waiting rooms.

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A lawyer read the will of a rich man to the deceased’s family. “To my loving wife, Rose, who stood by me in rough times, as well as good, I leave the house and $2 million.” The lawyer continued, “To my daughter, Jessica, who looked after me in sickness and kept the business going, I leave the yacht, the business and $1million.” The lawyer concluded, “And to my cousin, Dan, who hated me, argued with me and thought I would never mention him in my will. Well, you are wrong. Hi, Dan!”

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When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Kahlil Gibran

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

We owe them our best effort

Men are respectable only as they respect.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 september-9-11

Today is the anniversary of the tragic act of terrorism that has so changed our country and our world as well as many of us personally. Since I am fasting today and giving myself shots in preparation for tomorrows 5:30 AM visit to the Surgery Center I am really not up to putting together a meaningful Daily so here is the Daily I wrote on September 11, 2009.

 

No Daily Tomorrow I’ll be in Surgery

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Eight years ago today we shared in the horror of the loss of thousands of lives as terror descended on our nation in the form of violent action without regard to the innocence of the victims. The horror brought our country together and most of the rest of the world like never before. People in all walks of life shared in the pain of the loss of so many resulting in a great outpouring sympathy and patriotism, patriotism that was founded on our belief in the sanctity of life and the freedom of all. We as a people were one.

Over the recent past too many seem to have forgotten what we were and what we might be. The divisiveness that has been the result of the behavior of those who would rather tear us apart rather than find ways we can build together is frightening. It has gone so far that extremists have even called for violence. There are hate mongers both on the left and the right who have become anarchy pied pipers leading people to thoughtless action. History has taught us that when hate replaces reason society ends up paying a terrible price.

When so many of our fellow citizens lost their lives there was a resounding commitment to the principles that had put us in good stead for centuries. What happened? When did so many see anger, violence and hate as the solutions to our very real problems? And why do so many of us stand mute rather than tell all that enough is enough?

I would hope that my fellow citizens will take time today to reflect on what has been going around us. Do we not owe those who lost their lives on 9-11 through the acts of terrorism something better? I think we do and I hope you do too.

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I am again forgoing humor today as I have done on 9-11 ever since that tragic day almost ten years ago. But I am taking the liberty of reprinting excerpts from my 2007 9-11 Daily.

 

September 11th is really hard for me, it is not just the pain I feel for the loss of so many lives in the Twin Towers on that fateful day six years ago, it is also the lives that have been lost since, both military and civilian. As I was thinking about writing something appropriate today I decided to look back at what I wrote years ago. I know the following will anger some of you as I am sure it did many when I first put it in the daily. I guess if I had to describe myself both then and now it would be that I am a Lugar Republican. I have always found Senator Dick Lugar to be the voice of reason. What follows is my heartfelt feelings of four years ago and I feel much the same way today, I just wish I had been wrong.

You do not have to respond. Each of us deals with 9/11 in our own way, I just wish we would have stuck to chasing the terrorists instead of getting bogged down in Iraq. Anyway here is what I wrote in the 9/11, 2003 Daily.

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We will never be the same as a result of the tragic events of two years ago. I am saddened that it now appears that the legacy of those who lost their lives is one of continued tragic events.

I wish the legacy of those who died was our turning to each other during these difficult times as we redirect our energy to the building of a better world for future generations. Just imagine what could have been done for education, healthcare, infrastructure repair, and more if we did not have to spend even more than we have already to stabilize Iraq. We might have seen a world where we built allies through a demonstration of our values, and not one where we have gone so far backwards that we now have to buy our friends.

It is not too late. Each of us can contribute to a living memorial to the 9/11 victims by helping to build the society in which they would have liked to have lived. Each of us, conservative, liberal, Christian, non-Christian, all of us, can in our small way build our personal memorial to the great loss we have experienced. If we do the victims of 9/11 will not have died in vain.

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United We Stand!

This is a story of a historic event,

And this is the way that it went.

An airplane crashed thru building one,

Next thing people know two was done.

Now both buildings down of the twin towers,

While people wait for hours and hours.

They watch the police and firefighters strive,

And see if their loved ones are still alive.

Now there are two lights where the towers once stood,

And they shine very bright thru the neighborhood.

This event did not break apart the U.S.A.,

Because we are closer and closer to each other everyday.

Author Unknown

I don’t know who wrote the poem and I am led to believe it was written some time ago. Please join me in doing all we can to make the last line real for if we continue to be torn apart we may not ever be able to come back together.

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Think not forever of yourselves, O Chiefs, nor of your own generation. Think of continuing generations of our families, think of our grandchildren and of those yet unborn, whose faces are coming from beneath the ground.

T. S. Eliot

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

Be Extraordinary

Pay any price to stay in the presence of extraordinary people.

Mike Murdock

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As you know I feel I am a pretty fortunate guy. I have a great family and moderately good health but what makes my life even better is the many folks who have become my friend. Most of my friends are extraordinary people, few are famous, most are people just like you and me. What makes them special is how they live, they:

  • Take responsibility for their own mistakes and that is extraordinary
  • They never bad mouth others and that is extraordinary
  • They greet every one with a smile and that is extraordinary
  • They are always kind and go out of their way to help others and that is extraordinary
  • They are totally honest and that too is extraordinary

I could go on and on but suffice it to say that the extraordinary people I know who may seem ordinary to others enrich my life, they are the perfect role models. Just think what our communities, nations and world would be like if everyone behaved like my extraordinary friends. I think one of the secrets of extraordinary people is their quite self-confidence. If you would like to do some self-maintenance you might find these suggestions from WikiHow helpful

 

How to Be Extraordinary

  • Picture yourself. Create a picture of yourself in five years. Try to act more like them.
  • Pick out what you like and don’t like. Pick what personality traits you like and don’t like. This is your new personality that you’re choosing, so choose wisely!
  • Dream big. Make dreams and goals that you would like to accomplish.
  • Think small. Now plan little goals that will lead to the accomplishment of your big dream.
  • Smile. It is a proven fact that anyone with a smile on looks beautiful. So brush, floss, and rinse and you’ll look and feel better!
  • Be simple. If you live a simpler life you’ll have less stress and more time to hang out. Plus you won’t have to deal with the effects of stress like acne, lost friendships, discouragement, and failing.
  • Be you. Take time for yourself in the morning and before you go to bed.
  • Be friends with yourself. Be your own best friend. Learn how to do things on your own.
  • Take a good look. Step outside of yourself and look at yourself from what other people would see.

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“Perfection consists not in doing extraordinary things, but in doing ordinary things extraordinarily well.”

Angelique Arnauld quotes

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The Reverend said:

I was called to the nursing Home to perform a wedding. An anxious old man met me at the door. I sat down to counsel the old man and asked several questions. “Do you love her?”

The old man replied, “Nope.”

“Is she a good Christian woman?” “I don’t know for sure,” the old man answered.

“Does she have lots of money?” I asked the old man. “I doubt it.”

“Then why are you marrying her?” I asked. “Cause she can drive at night,” the old man said.

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A headstone in a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery reads: Here lays The Kid. We planted him raw. He was quick on the trigger but slow on the draw.

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Little Johnny wanted to go to the zoo and pestered his parents for days.  Finally his mother talked his reluctant father into taking him.

“So how was it?” his mother asked when they returned home.

“Great,” Little Johnny replied.

“Did you and your father have a good time?” asked his mother.

“Yeah, Daddy especially liked it,” exclaimed Little Johnny excitedly, especially when one of the animals came home at 30 to 1!”

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“The stock market has spoiled more appetites than bad cooking.”

Will Rogers

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A guy took his girlfriend to a football game for the first time. After the game he asked his girlfriend how she liked the game.

Oh, I really liked it,” she said, “but I just couldn’t understand why they were killing each other for 25 cents.”

What on earth do you mean???”

Well I saw them flip a coin and one team got it and then for the rest of the game all they kept screaming was: Get the quarter back! Get the quarter back!”

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5 out of every 4 Americans have trouble with fractions.

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Mrs. Broomfield’s dishwasher quit working, so she called a repairman. He couldn’t accommodate her with an evening appointment, and since she had to go to work the next day, she told him: “I’ll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I’ll mail you the check. By the way, don’t worry about my Rottweiler. He won’t bother you. But, whatever you do, do not under any circumstances talk to my parrot!”

When the repairman arrived at Mrs. Broomfield’s apartment the next day, he discovered the biggest and meanest looking Rottweiler he had ever seen. But, just like she had said, the dog just lay there on the carpet, watching the repairman go about his business. However, the whole time he was there, the parrot drove him nuts with his incessant squawking and talking. Finally the repairman couldn’t contain himself any longer and yelled, “Shut up, would you just shut up you stupid bird!”

The parrot sat quietly for a moment, and then replied: “Sic him, Brutus!”

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For most of life, nothing wonderful happens. If you don’t enjoy getting up and working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are you’re not going to be very happy. If someone bases his [or her] happiness on major events like a great job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy marriage or a trip to Paris, that person isn’t going to be happy much of the time. If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.

Andy Rooney

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

Ray’s back from his days on the Mississippi

Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

Omar Khayyam

 river boat

Last week was an interesting week for me. It started with a crashed computer and then an inoperative wireless mouse. If that was not enough when I was leaving for an important meeting my car would not start so I had to buy a new battery. Later in the day I was sick from something I ate. So needless to say I was glad I was on special assignment until yesterday as it took me to the Upper-Mississippi River for a couple of days on a riverboat. I was rewarded with great scenery, great food, friendly companions and lots of rest.

It appears however that the dark cloud lingered over Indy as when we returned my wife’s car quit running right and is now in the shop for what looks like major repairs. All of these negative events are guaranteed to make me appreciate my uneventful days more than I have in the past.

The rest of this week will be interesting as well as I will be with my plumbing doctors tomorrow to see what is next in the efforts to plug up my leaks. Then I start to fast for my fourth colonoscopy in the last 15 months or so which will take place very early Thursday morning. I am glad that I have had so much practice doing this stuff that I have gotten used to it. But today will be a happy uneventful day that I can use anyway I want, I hope yours goes as well as mine will..

Here is a poem I like, I wish everyone was as caring as the author:

“”My Wish For You””

 

I wish for you

Comfort on difficult days,

Smiles when sadness intrudes,

Rainbows to follow the clouds,

 

Laughter to kiss your lips,

Sunsets to warm you heart,

Gentle hugs when spirits sag,

 

Friendship to brighten your being,

Beauty for your eyes to see,

Confidence for when you doubt,

 

Faith so you can believe,

Courage to know yourself,

Patience to accept the truth,

And “LOVE” To complete your life.

 

Author: Unknown

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The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.

James Openheim

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Why do we?

We will work hard on a farm so we can move into town where we can make more money so we can move back to the farm.

We have more time saving appliances and devices than ever before in history and never have time to do anything.

We insist on strict enforcement of traffic laws but are highly offended should we get ticketed for a violation.

We demand a good balance of trade, yet lust after almost any imported product.

We have more food to eat than any other country in the world and more diets to help keep us from eating it.

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“Everybody is Ignorant, just on different subjects.”

Will Rogers

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Stumpy prepared a pasta dish for a dinner party he was giving. In his haste, however, he forgot to refrigerate the spaghetti sauce, and it sat on the counter all day. He was worried about spoilage, but it was too late to cook up another batch. He called the local Poison Control Center and voiced his concern. They advised Stumpy to boil the sauce again.

That night, the phone rang during dinner, and a guest volunteered to answer it. Stumpy’s face dropped as the guest called out,

“It’s the Poison Control Center. They want to know how the spaghetti sauce turned out.”

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The trouble with being punctual is that no one notices it when you are.

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A new bride who was a bit embarrassed to be known as a honeymooner.  So when she and her husband pulled up to the hotel, she asked him if there was any way that they could make it appear that they had been married a long time.

He responded, “Sure.  You carry the suitcases!”

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Why do you get on a bus and a train but get into a car?

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A man traveling in southern Indiana was headed for the Kentucky border…when he saw a large sign… “LAST CHANCE FOR $3.25 GAS!!!” He still had more than a quarter of a tank left, but figured he’d better take advantage of this opportunity to fill-up his tank.

As he was getting his change from the attendant, he asked, “How much is gas in Kentucky?”

The attendant replied, “$3.10…”

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“Nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in.”

Evan Davis

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Two mathematicians were having dinner in a restaurant, arguing about the average mathematical knowledge of the American public. One mathematician claimed that this average was woefully inadequate, the other maintained that it was surprisingly high.

“I’ll tell you what,” said the cynic, “ask that waitress a simple math question. If she gets it right, I’ll pick up dinner. If not, you do.” He then excused himself to visit the men’s room, and the other called the waitress over.

“When my friend comes back,” he told her, “I’m going to ask you a question, and I want you to respond `one-third X cubed.’ There’s twenty bucks in it for you.” She agreed.

The cynic returned from the bathroom and called the waitress over. “The food was wonderful, thank you,” the mathematician stated. Incidentally, do you know what the integral of X squared is?”

The waitress looked pensive, almost pained. She looked around the room, at her feet, made gurgling noises, and finally said, “Um, one-third X cubed?”

So the cynic paid the check. The waitress wheeled around, walked a few paces away, looked back at the two men, and muttered under her breath, “Plus A constant.”

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Every now and then,

when the world sits just right,

a gentle breath of heaven

fills my soul with delight…

Hazelmarie ‘Mattie’ Elliott

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 Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

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“We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting what we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”

Frederick Koenig

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As I reported yesterday I am going to be on special assignment for the balance of this week so there will be no Daily until next week. It is always a pleasure when my assignments do not include surgical procedures just investigative activities.

You are probably tired of me constantly reminding myself and others that happiness is a choice. But I am glad it is, by regularly reminding myself I don’t succumb to the siren song of despair so often preached by others. We all experience pitfalls as life goes on, but that is all they are they leave no permanent damage as long as we don’t fall into to the woe-is-me trap.

I recently read a piece written by Gail Sobotkin, a retired nurse who loves to write short stories, that I liked. Sobotkin believes that love and laughter are the most important ingredients for health and well-being and tries to spread them wherever she goes. Here is what she wrote:

Mindfulness Leads to Happiness

Focusing our attention on the present moment breathes positive energy into our lives and helps us let go of the way things were in the past.

During the last 22 years my husband suffered several heart attacks and I used to spend much of my time worrying about losing him. Adjusting to his diagnosis taught me the importance of focusing on each moment, and the futility and waste of spending the precious time we do have together worrying about what may occur in the future. Some days that’s still a challenge especially when new health crises or issues arise, but I’ve learned to cope through mindful meditation that returns my focus to the present and by being grateful for the time we do get to spend together.

When we choose to become more mindful of the present, we feel lighter, brighter and ready to move on. We don’t waste time focusing on the things that might happen, but rather focus on being grateful for the things we have in the present moment.

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“True happiness is to enjoy the present… without anxious dependence upon the future.”

Seneca

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A guy was down on Fisherman’s Wharf in San Francisco when he saw a seafood restaurant and a sign on the Specials Board which read, “Big Lobster Tales, $5 each.” Amazed at the great value, he said to the waitress, “$5 each for lobster tails … is that correct?”

“Yes”, she said, “It’s our special just for today.”

“Well”, he said, “they must be little lobster tails.”

“No,” she replied, “It’s the really big lobster.”

Are you sure they aren’t green lobster tails – and a little bit tough?”

“No”, she said, “it’s the really big red lobster.”

“Big red lobster tails, $5 each?”, he said, amazed. “They must be old lobster tails!”

“No, they’re definitely today’s.”

“Today’s big red lobster tails – $5 each?”, he repeated, astounded.

“Yes”, she insisted.

“Well, here’s my five dollars,” he said, “I’ll take one.

She took the money and led him to a table where she invited him to sit down. She then sat down next to him, put her hand on his shoulder, leaned over close to him and said, “Once upon a time there was a really big red lobster …”

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“If I have been of service, if I have glimpsed more of the nature and essence of ultimate good, if I am inspired to reach wider horizons of thought and action, if I am at peace with myself, it has been a successful day.”

Alex Noble

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The man was in no shape to drive, so he wisely left his car parked and walked home. As he was walking unsteadily along, he was stopped by a policeman.

“What are you doing out here at 2 A.M.?” said the officer.

“I’m going to a lecture.” the man said.

“And who is going to give a lecture at this hour? “the cop asked.

“My wife.” said the man.

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“An expert is someone who knows more and more about less and less, until eventually he knows everything about nothing.”

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Early in the semester, a student stops by during the professor’s office hours. He bids her enter. She glances up and down the hall, steps in, closes the door and says, “I would do anything to pass this class.” She steps closer to his desk, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes.

“I mean,” she whispers, “I would do…anything.”

He returns her gaze. “Anything?”

“Anything,” she replies.

The professor’s voice drops to a whisper and he says, “Would you…study?”

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If you really put a small value upon yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price.

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Tim was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully. “Give me one last request, Dear,” he said.

“Of course, Tim,” his wife said softly.

“Six months after I die, he said, “I want you to marry Lawrence.”

“But I thought you hated Lawrence,” she said.

With his last breath, Tim said, “I do!”

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“One man’s folly is another man’s wife.”

-Helen Rowland

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I went to the store the other day, I was only in there for about 5 minutes and when I came out there was a damn motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, ‘Come on buddy, how about giving a guy a break?’

He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a pencil necked nazi.

He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having bald tires!!

So I called him a pile of horse manure. He finished the second ticket and put it on the car with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket!!

This went on for about 20 minutes, The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I didn’t give a damn.

My car was parked around the corner…This one belongs to the neighbor that lets his dog poop in my yard every day……..

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“The foolish seek happiness in the distance; the wise grow it under their feet.”

James Oppenheim

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

Happy Holiday

The most perfect political community is one in which the middle class is in control, and outnumbers both of the other classes.

Aristotle

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Today is Labor Day in my country and it is a national holiday so I have given my computer some extra time off so I am sending a Daily that I first shared on September 2, 2004. I will do another Daily tomorrow but then I am shutting down until next week. I will be on special assignment until then and my computer will be doing self-maintenance.

 

Ray’s Daily

9/2/2004

I am having difficulty dealing with today’s political rhetoric. It seems to me that Vannevar Bush was on target when he said “A belief may be larger than a fact.”

Our politicians keep telling us that the American People want this, the American People want that, and that the American People believe this or that. I am not sure I have ever met any of these American People for they would have to be both for tax cuts and higher taxes, for both right-to-life and choice, for free trade and protectionism, you know the rest of it, we hear it everyday. It seems like too many politicians believe that if they say it often enough it will be true, no matter what the facts, they even seem to start believing it themselves. Sadly it seems that how messages are presented and how often they are repeated does make a difference, no matter if they are true or not. It also seems that too many of my fellow citizens are committed to their current beliefs no matter what the facts may be. When you ask a specific, or an in depth question, way too many will say “I just know, that’s all,” or will repeat something they heard said over and over that justifies why they think the way they do.

If you have been following what is going on this election season you might find the game interesting. It seems the real players are the spin doctors, image consultants, and campaign strategists. It would be an insult to believe that our country would make critical choices on the basis of who had the best advertising or the slickest message; it would be an insult if it was not the way things seem to be going.

Too many of us seem to want to be left alone and not bothered with having to get the facts. Maybe those of us that can ignore reality are the illusive American People that the politicians report are for everything and against everything. Alice seems to have left Wonderland and is working its magic on us, or maybe Orwell’s characters have sprung to life.

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Everyone wishes to have truth on his side, but not everyone wishes to be on the side of truth.

Richard Whately

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A soldier was asked to report to headquarters for assignment. The sergeant said: “We have a critical shortage of typists. I’ll give you a little test. Type this,” he ordered, giving him a pamphlet to copy and a sheet of paper, and pointing to a desk across the room that held a typewriter and an adding machine. The soldier, quite reluctant to become a clerk typist, made a point of typing very slowly, and saw to it that his work contained as many errors as possible.

The sergeant gave the typed copy only a brief glance. “That’s fine,” he said. “Report for work at 8 tomorrow.” “But aren’t you going to check the test?” the prospective clerk asked. The sergeant grinned.

“You passed the test,” he replied, “when you sat down at the typewriter instead of at the adding machine.

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Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working.

Pablo Picasso

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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 . . .

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Blessed are the meek, for they make great scapegoats.

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The doctor that had been seeing an 80-year-old woman for most of her life finally retired.  At her next checkup, the new doctor told her to bring a list of all the medicines that had been prescribed for her.

As the young doctor was looking through these, his eyes grew wide as he realized she had a prescription for birth control pills!!

“Mrs. Smith, do you realize these are BIRTH CONTROL pills?!?”

“Yes, they help me sleep at night.”

“Mrs. Smith, I assure you there is absolutely NOTHING in these that could possibly help you sleep at night!”

She reached out and patted the young Doctor’s knee.

“Yes, dear, I know that. But every morning, I grind one up and mix it in the glass of orange juice that my 16 year old granddaughter drinks…

And believe me…….it helps me sleep at night!!!”

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

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Lil’ Johnny’s mother took her 6 year old son with her to the bank.  They were in line behind a rather obese lady.  As the mother patiently waited, Lil’ Johnny looked at the women in front of him and observed loudly, “Hey, Mom, she’s really fat.”

The lady looked at Johnny, made eye contact with his mother and gave an understanding smile.  Lil’ Johnny received a reprimand.

After a minute or two, Lil’ Johnny spread his hands as far as they will go and loudly said, “I bet her butt is ‘that’ wide.”

At this the lady glared at Johnny. His embarrassed mother severely scolds her son.

Again after a couple of minutes Lil’ Johnny stated loudly, “Look how the fat hangs over her belt.” The lady turned and told Johnny’s mother to control her child and his mother threatened him with severe bodily harm.

The lady’s pager begins to go off. Lil’ Johnny yelled in a panic at the top of his voice, “Run for your life, she’s backing up”

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I don’t have a solution, but I admire the problem.

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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.

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Pray for a good harvest, but keep on plowing.

Nancy Otto

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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.

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 request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are about 2000 readers from around the world.

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