July 12, 2018
Because of the interconnectedness of all minds, affirming a positive vision may be about the most sophisticated action any one of us can take.
I had lunch yesterday with a dear friend. She is intelligent, caring and kind. She reminded me that there are still some really good people around us. Our conversation brought back to mind a Daily I published on July 12, 2010 that I would like to share with you today.
Thanks for listening
I was talking to one of my grandson’s the other day about effective communications. I told him I thought the measure of our ability to communicate should not be based as much on how well we speak or write but rather on how well we connect and are understood. I read somewhere that with blogs, journals and the mass media there is a lot more being written then read. I know many of the subscribers to Ray’s Daily often skip over what they receive because they have too many other things to do. I understand that and often do the same thing. As I believe I told you before I find that having to think about how I feel about our world each day so that I have something to offer in the Daily is good for me. And when something does connect with even only one reader I am grateful that we have shared a thought.
A few times recently I have written about how I felt when I had lost all contact with a close and respected friend. I also mentioned the hurt that comes when we lose a friendship and do not understand why. My comments hit home with a few of you and you shared your thoughts with me and I am truly grateful that you did. Here are a few of your comments:
Your friendship and the Daily mean a lot to me. You are also the reason I joined Kiwanis, which has given me the tremendous gift of a supportive network of friends. I am so thankful for friends like you!
Joyce – New York
Thank you for your balance of thoughtful rumination and humor. Life can get too heavy without the buoyancy of humor, too frivolous without consideration of what is important. Your blog does, in fact, “multiply”, as I send forth the kernels I gather hear to inspire and amuse my friends.
Saskia – Pacific Northwest
Here a few more triggered by earlier Dailies.
Without you realizing this, you have helped me. I like to hold on to past situations. They stay in my mind. People can look at me on the outside and assume I am happy, but on the inside, I have just another sore added to my hurts. Since I ask a lot of questions, I have come across some positive feedback as to how to deal with friendship…I have learned a true friend will never leave you and never force you down a wrong path. So my friend, all I want to do is say thank you and God bless! I am learning to have no worries!
I stow sufficiently sick some time behind. Unhappily I did not have a friend as you have close to me, but had some friends here in yahoo and a friend in particular that, although not to be well, supported me. A friend is a treasure, and a treasure is something that we cannot lose….
Célia – Portugal
Wise soul. Buddha like wisdom. Soft centre…kind and funny…takes time to know others and spread some good words…good to be connected.
Julie – UK
To each of you who take a few moments of your time to allow me to share my thoughts, I thank you. I wish I knew everyone of you better, but I know that when you do me the courtesy of listening you provide me the opportunity to be heard and then connected and that is the next best thing to being with you.
Life just seems so full of connections. Most of the time we don’t even pay attention to the depth of life. We only see flat surfaces.
The little boy greeted his grandmother with a hug and said, “I’m so happy to see you, Grandma. Now maybe Daddy will do the trick he has been promising us.”
The grandmother was curious. “What trick is that, dear?” she asked.
The little boy replied, “I heard Daddy tell Mommy that he would climb the walls if you came to visit us again!”
She said, you’ve got the brain of a four-year-old boy, and I bet he was glad to get rid of it.
Two smart fellows were in an English pub. They called the publican over and asked him to settle an argument.
‘Are there two pints in a quart or four?”, asked one.
“There be two pints in a quart, confirmed the publican.
They moved back along the bar and soon the barmaid asked for their order.
“Two pints please, miss, and they are on the house.”
The barmaid doubted that her boss would be so generous so one of the fellows called out to the publican at the other end of the bar, “You did say two pints, didn’t you?”
“That’s right, he called back, two pints.”
What soap is to the body, laughter is to the soul.
A sailor, while bringing flowers to a cemetery, noticed an old Chinese man placing a bowl of rice on a nearby grave.
The sailor walked up to the man and asked, “When do you expect your friend to come up and eat the rice?”
The old Chinese man replied with a smile, “Same time your friend comes up to smell the flowers.”
“Instead of getting married again, I’m going to find a woman I don’t like and just give her a house.”
The teacher asked the children in the Sunday School class, “If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage sale and gave all my money to the church, would I get into Heaven?”
“NO”! the children all answered.
“If I cleaned the church every day, mowed the yard, and kept everything neat and tidy, would I get into Heaven”?
Again, the answer was “NO”!
“Well,” the teacher continued, “then how can I get to Heaven?” In the back of the room, a 5 year old boy shouted out, “You gotta be dead.
Friendship is a plant we must often water.
Young Chuck, moved to Montana and bought a horse from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the horse the next day. The next day he drove up and said, ‘Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the horse died.’
Chuck replied, ‘Well, then just give me my money back.’
The farmer said, ‘Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.’
Chuck said, ‘Ok, then, just bring me the dead horse.’
The farmer asked, ‘What ya gonna do with him?
Chuck said, ‘I’m going to raffle him off.’
The farmer said, ‘You can’t raffle off a dead horse!’
Chuck said, ‘Sure I can. Watch me. I just won’t tell anybody he’s dead.’
A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, ‘What happened with that dead horse?’
Chuck said, ‘I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a net profit of $898.00.’
The farmer said, ‘Didn’t anyone complain?’
Chuck said, ‘Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.’
See deeply the beauty and interconnectedness of all life; then think, speak and act from what you see.
Maggie Streincrohn Davis
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