February 11. 2020
“Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.”
I don’t know about you, but I know my week is going to be busy. It is a good thing I am retired or I would not have time to do everything I am offered to do.
Fortunately, it is mostly recreational with some mandatory caregiver opportunities and even a few chances to learn a thing or two. There is a lot to be said for keeping busy, it leaves little time to fret about a few minor setbacks.
In the following article Angel Chernoff repeats an old favorite story of mine. I, like the lady in the story have a few cracks in my bucket, but I don’t let them bother me.
Hard Thing to Remember When You Don’t Feel “Good Enough”
Once upon a time there was an elderly woman who needed to walk down to the river every morning to fetch water for drinking, cooking and cleaning. She carried two buckets with her, filled them up at the riverbank, and walked back with them to her rural cottage home.
One of the buckets was newer, perfectly sealed, and held its water flawlessly. But the second bucket was older and contained a few thin cracks that would leak water onto the ground as the elderly woman walked. By the time she arrived home, typically about one third of the water in the second bucket had leaked through its cracks.
One day, on the walk down to the river, the cracked bucket – who had always felt like it wasn’t as good as the other bucket – said to the elderly woman, “I want you to know that I’ve been leaking water every morning for the past several years. I’m so sorry for being cracked and making your life more difficult. I understand if you need to replace me with a better bucket.”
The elderly woman smiled. “Do you really think I haven’t known about your cracks this whole time?” she asked. “Look at all the beautiful flowers that grow on the path from my cottage to the river. I planted their seeds, but every morning it’s you who does the watering.”
- Feeling good enough in life, in work, in business, and in our relationships has everything to do with how we personally judge the cracks in our own bucket. Because we all have a few cracks!
- But are they cracks that wreck us, that taint us, and that ruin our experience and desirability? Or do our cracks water a trail of flowers we haven’t even stopped to appreciate?
- Choose to see the flowers through the cracks in your own bucket – choose to see how it’s exactly those cracks that make you good enough…
- Choose to THINK BETTER, and your whole universe will shift!
“The day you stop worrying will be the first day of your new life; anxiety takes you in circles, trust in yourself and become free.”
The Officer Said:
- “So you don’t know how fast you were going. I guess that means I can write anything I want on the ticket, huh?”
- “The answer to this last question will determine whether you are drunk or not. Was Mickey Mouse a cat or a dog?”
- “Fair? You want me to be fair? Listen, fair is a place where you go to ride on rides, eat cotton candy, and step in monkey poop.”
- “Yeah, we have a quota. Two more tickets and my wife gets a toaster oven.”
- “Just how big were those two beers?”
- “No sir, we don’t have quotas anymore. We used to have quotas, but now we’re allowed to write as many tickets as we want.”
- “I’m glad to hear the Chief of Police is a good personal friend of yours. At least you know someone who can post your bail.”
Follow your dream! Unless it’s the one where you’re at work naked during a fire drill.
“My father refused to spend money on me as a kid. One time I broke my arm playing football and my father tried to get a free X-ray by taking me down to the airport and making me lie down with the luggage.”
The tourist in London climbed into a cab and noticed by the license that his cab driver’s name was “Winston Churchill.” Trying to make conversation, he said, “I see your name is Winston Churchill.”
The driver simply said, “Yep. That’s my moniker.”
The passenger, not willing to give up yet on some banter said, “That’s a pretty famous name.”
The driver responded with: “As well it should be too. I’ve been driving a cab here for over forty years.”
It’s the little things you do day in and day out that count. That’s the way you teach your children.
A Student’s Creed
The more you study, the more you know.
The more you know, the more you forget.
The more you forget, the less you know, so why study?
The less you study, the less you know.
The less you know, the less you forget.
The less you forget, the more you know, so why study?
You can’t argue with that.
Boy, am I confused… I think.
There is an old story about a mother who walks in on her six-year-old son and finds him sobbing. “What’s the matter?” she asks.
“I’ve just figured out how to tie my shoes.”
“Well, honey, that’s wonderful.” Being a wise mother, she recognizes his victory in the Eriksonian struggle of autonomy versus doubt:
“You’re growing up, but why are you crying?”
“Because,” he says, “now I’ll have to do it every day for the rest of my life.”
There has been an alarming increase in the number of things I know nothing about.
At one point during a game, the coach called one of his 7-year-old hockey players aside and asked, “Do you understand what cooperation is?
What a team is?”
The little boy nodded in the affirmative.
“Do you understand that what matters is not whether we win or lose, but how we play together as a team?”
The little boy nodded yes.
“So,” the coach continued, “I’m sure you know, when a penalty is called, you shouldn’t argue, curse, attack the referee, or call him a pecker-head. Do you understand all that?”
Again the little boy nodded.
He continued, “And when I call you off the ice so that another boy gets a chance to play, it’s not good sportsmanship to call your coach ‘a dumb ass’, is it?”
Again the little boy nodded.
“Good,” said the coach. “Now go over there and explain all that to your mother!!!”
“Sometimes you have to stop worrying, wondering and doubting. Have faith that things will work out, maybe not how you planned but just how its meant to be.”
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.
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