“What we see depends mainly on what we look for.”
This is a big week for me. I see my Spine Doctor today, Neurologists tomorrow and eye surgery on Thursday. I am looking forward to some positive results.
You have heard me before talk about the value of expecting good things to happen and in my case they usually do. I also have talked about how much I prefer folks who can see the flowers over those that only see the weeds. Because that is my attitude I like the following article that I think is right on.
Look for the Good and You Will Find It
By Kimber Simpkins
Have you ever noticed how as human beings, we tend to go negative? Looking out into the world, we see the crumpled fast food bag in the street and the torn curtain in the window. Looking into the mirror, we see the pores and dark circles under our eyes. We see the freckles and miss the dimple, or we hate the dimple and miss the smile. Our eyes focus in on what’s wrong. I’ve noticed it’s hard to undo this tendency in myself, though sometimes the veil drops suddenly, and I can see the beauty of the world around me.
Many years ago, a friend and I made a three-day visit to the Polish city where we were to live for a year while we taught English. Arriving on the train, I was struck by the torn metal siding in the station and the crumbling rust of the ancient stair railings; as we walked along the sidewalk, how the entire city seemed one blocky stamped-out Soviet-era apartment building after the next.
Neither of us spoke, but I felt sure my roommate’s thoughts mirrored my own: This was where we were going to live? This worn foot sole of a town was going to be our home for a year? Just as my mind headed in the direction of I don’t think I can live here, a tiny bird flew down a foot or so in front of my shoes, hopping a few inches here and there to nibble the tops of a tuft of grass poking out of the broken concrete.
I let my suitcase bump to a stop and watched. The bright saturated green of the grass, the pale orange stripe on the bird’s beak, the angle of sunlight against the cracked sidewalk… it was beautiful. And at that moment my heart gave a hopeful thump. There was beauty here, too. I only needed to look for it.
As humans, we have a built-in bias to see what’s not working, what needs fixing, what doesn’t measure up. In general, it’s not bad to see the negative… we avoid falling into pits by looking out for potholes. But seeing only the negative results in what I call “paper towel tube vision.”
When you look through the empty cardboard paper towel tube, you only see whatever shows through the little circle at the end of it, and nothing else. This is what we’re seeing when we see only the flaws on our cheeks and only the crumpled coffee cups on the curbs of life. We see whatever appears in that little circle and lose all perspective.
Seeing the good doesn’t mean we don’t see the bad, too. It means we throw away the paper towel tube and let our eyes take in what we don’t like and invite ourselves to see what’s good there, too. We let ourselves see it all, the big panoramic view that acknowledges that we are more than any mistake or flaw or misdeed. Imagine letting your mind unfold like a vast, exquisite map laid out on a table. Seeing the bigger picture can be an awesome way to see yourself with more love.
Make a habit of looking for the good. Catch yourself looking at the world—or at yourself—with a narrow, negative view. Then step back mentally and spread out your awareness. See with the eyes of your heart. Look for something that’s working, something sweet, something lovely, something that opens you up.
Look for the good in people, even people you wouldn’t want to sit over dinner with. Look for the good in the mirror. Let looking for the good become a new default for you, and give yourself credit when you’re able to hold whatever’s happening with that big perspective and big heart.
Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up.
While attending college, I worked evenings at a retail store. On slow nights my co-worker Susan would often sing along with the radio while we did paperwork or restocked merchandise. One evening as the manager was leaving, I expressed my concern to him about our safety, being two women working alone at night.
“Oh, you’ll be fine,” he said, waving of his hand.
“If you see anybody who looks suspicious, just warn him that Susan knows karaoke.”
A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
At an Easter mass, at which some young ladies were to take their final vows to become nuns, the presiding bishop noticed two rabbis enter the church just before the mass began. They were seated at the back of the sanctuary and insisted on sitting on the right side of the center aisle. The bishop wondered why they had come but didn’t have time to inquire before the mass began.
When it came time for some announcements, his curiosity got the best of him. He announced that he was delighted to see two rabbis in their midst at the mass but was curious as to why they were present at this occasion where the young ladies were to become the “Brides of Christ.”
The eldest of the rabbis slowly rose to his feet and explained, “Family of the Groom.”
The guy put on a set of snow tires; Spring came and they all melted.
Not that my wife’s the jealous type or anything, but one day at work, I had taken this temp who was filling in for my secretary to lunch in gratitude for an outstanding job on a very difficult project.
As luck would have it, there was my wife waiting in the office for my return. The temp, who was truly a ravishing beauty said, “Oh, Mrs. Moore, I’m so happy to meet you. I’m your husband’s new secretary.”
Within a single heart beat, my wife quietly intoned, “OH? Really? WERE you???”
People want the front of the bus, the back of the church, and the center of attention.
A Love Story
I will seek and find you . . .
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you . . .
I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan.
I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I’m finished with you.
And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.
All my love,
Now, get your mind out of the gutter and go get your flu shot!!!!
Life is full of uncertainties…or I could be wrong about that?
I was browsing in a souvenir shop when the man next to me struck up a conversation.
Just as he was telling me that his wife was getting carried away with her shopping, a brief power shortage caused the lights to flicker overhead.
“Ah,” he sighed loudly…. that must he her checking out now.”
The shortest distance between two points is usually under construction.
Miriam had just finished her fish dinner. She was, however, not at all happy with it, so she called over the waiter. “I’ve tasted fresher fish,” said Miriam.
“Not in here,” replied the waiter.
“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do.”
Pope John Paul XXIII
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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