July 9, 2020
“The greatest glory in living lies not in never failing, but in rising every time we fail.”
I had a couple of rocky days this week but I am much better now. My physical therapist’s have been helping me regain my strength and they are doing a good job.
I am distressed by the surge of Covid-19 cases that are continuing in the US these days. I just don’t understand why so many of our fellow citizens will not wear masks or follow the separation guidelines. It is not just that they put themselves at risk, it is they don’t seem to care about others. To me spreading a disease that can kill is almost manslaughter.
In my community we stay isolated and when we do venture out we always wear a mask. These are not easy days but it is up to each of us to cope as best we can. Here is an abridged article that may help.
Six Ways to Thrive in Tough Times
By Aila Accad, RN, MSN
Tough times can bring you to your knees. They can also raise you to new heights.
Here are six tips that can help you thrive in tough times.
Nourish Yourself – Let go of the bootstraps for a few moments, acknowledge your stress and be kind to yourself. What nourishes you — inspirational reading, music, a cup of tea …? Are there people or places, a favorite chair or spot in nature that provide sustenance? Make nurturing yourself every day a priority.
Stay Present – Don’t project ahead. Take life one day, one moment at a time. Tough times are more manageable when you pay attention to making decisions and taking action on only the next step. Fearful preoccupation or worries about dire imagined future possibilities can leave you open to illness, accidents and errors in judgment that compound your problems. Scale down, simplify your activities and concentrate your precious energy supply on only what is critically important right now.
Accept Support – This can be difficult for people who prize self-sufficiency. Remember it is as virtuous to receive, as it is to give. Without the receiver, the giver has no way to share their abundant gifts. Don’t deprive your friends and family of the pleasure to help you when you need it. Shared burdens provide opportunities for enhanced closeness and appreciation for one another.
Trust Your Resilience – Chances are you have been through tough times before. What natural strengths did you rely upon in those situations? How did you make it through adolescence, childbirth, marriage, divorce, school, first job? What are your natural inner resources? Trust that you have what you need to see this tough time through.
Visualize Success – See yourself moving into a new chapter of life. How do you want to write that chapter? Creation begins in the imagination. If you can think it, you can create it. In order to be free to dream and hope for something new, you must let go of old visions, descriptions and limitations of the person you think you are or can become.
Forgive Past Errors – Forgive past hurts, and people who may have inflicted them, knowingly or unknowingly. This is not out of kindness to them, rather out of kindness to you. After all, you are the one carrying the burden of these hurts. Forgive yourself for mistakes or paths not taken. Release the burden of the past so you can travel lighter in the present.
In times of crisis and radical change, remember that living means growing. I have never seen anything in nature grow backward. So, as bad as you feel, and as much as you doubt it, if you are alive you are growing.
Growth is creative. So, take advantage of the opportunity in these tough times to re-create your life by nourishing yourself, staying present, accepting support, trusting your resilience, visioning possibilities and letting go of the past and perceived limitations.
“It is only in our darkest hours that we may discover the true strength of the brilliant light within ourselves that can never, ever, be dimmed.”
A wholesaler in New York sent a letter to the postmaster of a small Midwestern town. He asked for the name of an honest lawyer who would take a collection case against a local debtor who had refused to pay for a shipment of the wholesaler’s goods. He got this reply:
Dear Sir: I am the postmaster of this village and received your letter. I am also an honest lawyer and ordinarily would be pleased to accept a case against a local debtor. In this case, however, I also happen to be the person you sold those crummy goods to. I received your demand to pay and refused to honor it. I am also the banker you sent the draft to draw on the merchant, and I sent that back with a note stating that the merchant had refused to pay. If I were not, for the time being, substituting for the pastor of our local church, I would tell you just what I thought of your claim.
While a friend and I were visiting Annapolis, we noticed several students on their hands and knees assessing the courtyard with pencils and clipboards in hand.
“What are they doing?” I asked our tour guide.
“Each year,” he replied with a grin, “The upperclassmen ask the freshmen how many bricks it took to finish this courtyard.”
“So what’s the answer?” my friend asked him when we were out of earshot of the freshmen.
The guide replied simply, “One.”
She told me that one day, while a seamstress was sewing while sitting close to a river, her thimble fell into the river. When she cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, “Why are you crying?” The seamstress replied that her thimble had fallen into the water, and she needed the thimble to make her living. The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden thimble. “Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked. The seamstress replied, “No.” The Lord again went down and came up with a wooden thimble. “Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked.
Again, the seamstress replied, “No.” The Lord went down again and came up with a silver thimble. “Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked. The seamstress replied, “Yes.”
The Lord was pleased with the woman’s honesty and gave her all three thimbles to keep, and the seamstress went home happy.
Some time later, the seamstress was walking with her husband along the riverbank, and her husband fell into the river. When she cried out, The Lord again appeared and asked her, Why are you crying?”
“Oh Lord, my husband has! fallen into the water!”
The Lord went down into the water and came up with Mel Gibson. “Is this your husband?” the Lord asked. “Yes,” cried the seamstress. The Lord was furious. “You lied! That is an untruth!”
The seamstress replied, “Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding.
You see, if I had said ‘no’ to Mel Gibson, you would have come up with Tom Cruise. Then if I said ‘no’ to him, you would have come up with my husband. Had I then said ‘yes,’ you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor woman and am not able to take care of all three husbands, so THAT’S why I said yes to Mel Gibson.”
The moral of this story is: Whenever a woman lies, it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.
Why do overlook and oversee mean opposite things?
A young honeymoon couple were touring southern Florida and happened to stop at one of the rattlesnake farms along the road. After seeing the sights, they engaged in small talk with the man that handled the snakes.
“Gosh!” exclaimed the new bride. “You certainly have a dangerous job. Don’t you ever get bitten by the snakes?”
“Yes, on rare occasions,” answered the handler.
“Well,” she continued, “just what do you do when you’re bitten by a snake?”
“I always carry a razor-sharp knife in my pocket, and as soon as I am bitten, I make deep criss-cross marks across the fang entry and then suck the poison from the wound.”
“What, uh…what would happen if you were to accidentally sit on a rattler?” persisted the woman.
“Ma’am,” answered the snake handler, “that will be the day I learn who my real friends are.”
If it’s true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the others here for?
A little boy said to his mother and father, “I want a little baby sister. All my friends have baby sisters.”
“Well, you pray for one, and if it’s God’s will, He will give you one,” his father told him.
He prayed for months and finally forgot about it.
Then one day they took him to grandmother’s, and when he returned, his father took him to his mother’s bed.
His father pulled down the cover and said, “Look, son, a little baby sister.”
Then he pulled the cover down a little more to reveal another little sister.
Then he pulled the cover down just a littlbe bit more and there was another little sister.
“Son,” he said, “aren’t you glad you have three baby sisters? Aren’t you glad now that you prayed for a baby sister?”
“Yep,” the little boy replied, “but aren’t you glad I quit when I did?”
Psychiatrist: You’ll never make any progress until you get over these phobias.
Patient: I was afraid you’d say that.
The teacher of the earth science class was lecturing on map reading. After explaining about latitude, longitude, degrees and minutes the teacher asked, “Suppose I asked you to meet me for lunch at 23 degrees, 4 minutes north latitude and 45 degrees, 15 minutes east longitude . . . ?”
After a confused silence, a voice volunteered, “I guess you’d be eating alone.”
“In times of great stress or adversity, it’s always best to keep busy, to plow your anger and your energy into something positive.”
Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.
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