October 7, 2022
“Your doubts create mountains. Your actions move them.”
Here we go Friday already. It will be a bigday for me as I will get shots that are supposed to restore some of my missing stamina. I hope it works. At least I am working on restoring as much good health as I can,
Here are words of wisdom from Angel Chernoff to get the weekend off on a good foot.
5 Hard Things to Start Doing for Yourself
1. Tune out the cheap shots people take at you. Don’t waste words on people who deserve your silence. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can say is nothing at all. Seriously, before you waste it on anger, spite or frustration, think of how precious and irreplaceable your time is today.
2. It’s incredibly easy to overestimate the significance of a single decision, outcome, or event in the heat of the moment. The truth is we all fail sometimes. The greater truth is that no single failure ever defines us.
3. On an average day, most of your stress comes from the way you respond, not the way life is. Adjust your response and all that extra stress is gone. Truly, inner calmness among chaos is a superpower that frees you to focus more effectively on the few things that actually matter.
4. What you pay attention to grows. So stop managing your time so closely, and start managing your FOCUS more mindfully. Practice focusing on what truly matters, and letting go of what does not.
5. There’s a big difference between empty fatigue and gratifying exhaustion. Life is short. Invest daily in meaningful activities. And don’t wait around! Too often we wait—because we think we need to “find” something new or different to be passionate about. But that’s not true. If you want more passion in your life right now, act accordingly right now! Put your whole heart and soul into the next thing you do. You have people and circumstances in your life that need you as much as you need them. You have a massive reservoir of passionate potential within you, just waiting…
“Do you want to know who you are? Don’t ask. Act! Action will delineate and define you.”
Mama goes shopping and scrutinizes everything. Here is how her shopping went..
Mama: “I don’t like the looks of this whitefish.”
Merchant: “Lady, for looks you don’t buy whitefish; you buy goldfish.”
Mama: “Oy, and this chicken, it has a broken leg.”
Merchant: “Look lady, you gonna eat it or dance with it?”
Mama: “And before you weigh the meat, take out the bones.”
Merchant: “Lady, I buy with bones; you’ll buy with bones.”
Mama: “I don’t pay with bones.”
Merchant: “All right, no bones.”
Mama: “Thank you, you are a gentleman. Now put the bones in a separate bag for soup. And never mind the meat. I don’t like your meat anyhow.”
“I Wish the Buck Stopped Here — I Could Use a Few”
A fellow in a bar notices a woman, always alone, who comes in on a fairly regular basis.
After the second week, he made his move. “No thank you,” she said politely.”
“This may sound rather odd in this day and age, but I’m keeping myself pure until I meet the man I love.”
“That must be rather difficult,” the man replied.
“Oh, I don’t mind too much,” she said. “But, it has my husband pretty upset.”
“I don’t mind going back to daylight saving time. With inflation, the hour will be the only thing I’ve saved all year.”
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal and says to the first man he meets, “Do you want to go to heaven?”
The man said, “I do Father.”
The priest said, “Then leave this pub right now!” and approached a second man. “Do you want to got to heaven?”
“Certainly, Father,” was the man’s reply.
“Then leave this den of Satan,” said the priest, as he walked up to O’Toole. “Do you want to go to heaven?”
“No, I don’t Father,” O’Toole replied.
The priest looked him right in the eye, and said, “You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t want to go to heaven?”
O’Toole smiled, “Oh, when I die, yes, Father. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.”
“The income tax has made liars out of more Americans than golf.”
So there’s this soldier who is all excited about joining the army. He heads for the local recruiter’s office and says he’s psyched to join. The recruiter says “Hey, great! Here’s your gun,” and hands the new soldier a broomstick.
The new dude says, “Hang on, what kind of a gun is this? It doesn’t even have a bayonet!” The Sarge ties a piece of string on the end, and says “You’re all set now, just head out to the battle front, point your gun, and say ‘Bangity-Bangity-Bang’ and the gun will work fine. Swing it around, and say ‘Stabity-Stabity-Stab’ and the bayonet will do its thing.” The soldier is a skeptic, but he’s also not the brightest guy, so he believes the Sarge and heads for the battle front.
There he is, in the middle of all the fighting, with a crazed look in his eye. He picks up his trusty broomstick, and waves it around at the enemy, saying “Bangity-Bangity-Bang!, Stabity-Stabity-Stab!, Bangity-Bangity-Bang!, Stabity-Stabity-Stab!” To his amazement, everyone on the field is completely wiped out. Everyone, that is, except for one fighter, who is advancing very slowly and steadily toward our hero.
The soldier thinks, “Hey, no sweat,” and aims his broomstick. “Bangity-Bangity-Bang!” No difference — the enemy soldier keeps advancing, slowly and steadily. Our man waves his weapon threateningly and says “Stabity-Stabity-Stab!” Still nothing. The enemy advances steadily toward the soldier. He bumps into the soldier, knocks him down, advances up over his legs, stomach, chest, and face and continues over the other side — slow and steady.
As the enemy moves away, the soldier hears him saying “Tankity-Tankity-Tank.”
“You are what you do, not what you say you do.”
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