Key To Happiness

Burnt CookiesWhen I was a kid, my mom would prepare special breakfast every now and then. And I remember one night in particular. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and slightly burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits!”

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned.

He wrapped me in his arms and said, Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides – a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.

What I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults – and choosing to celebrate each others differences – is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

The key to happiness is in having good relationships in life. And the key to good relationships lies with the deep understanding that nobody is perfect including you. So let us resolve to keep things in perspective and accept with a smile the occasional burnt biscuit!

Credits: This came to us via e-mail. Author is unknown.

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Peace Pilgrim’s Near Death Experience

Peace Pilgrim

Peace Pilgrim

When Mildred Norman adopted the name “Peace Pilgrim” and decided to give up her every posession and begin this journey, walking across the US, she was warned of two dangers. One was that it was not safe for a lone woman to be walking outside and the other was that she would not be safe out in the elements. Both dangers came to pass in her very first trip across the US. We talked about the first danger in our earlier post. The other incident happened in Arizona not long after the first incident. The story in her own words:

“This was the most beautiful experience I ever had. I was walking in a very isolated section of the high mountains of Arizona where there was no habitation for many miles. That afternoon there came a surprising snowstorm. I have never seen such a storm. If the snow had been rain you would have called it a cloudburst. Never had I seen snow dumped down like that! “

“All of a sudden I was walking in deep snow and was unable to see through what was falling. Suddenly I realized that the cars had stopped running. I supposed they were getting stuck on the highway and unable to pass. Then it got dark. There must have been a heavy cloud cover. I could not see my hand before my face, and the snow was blowing into my face and closing my eyes. It was getting cold. It was the kind of cold that penetrates into the marrow of your bond.”

“If ever I were to lose faith and feel fear, this would have been the time, because I knew there was no human help at hand. Instead, the whole experience of cold and the snow and the darkness seemed unreal. Only God seemed real… nothing else. I mad complete identification – not with my body, the clay garment which is destructible – but with the reality which activates the body and is indestructible.”

“I felt so free; I felt everything would be all right, whether I remained to serve in this earth life or I if I went on to server in another freer life beyond. I felt guided to keep on walking, and I did, even though I couldn’t tell whether I was walking along the highway or out into some field. I couldn’t see anything. My feet in my low canvas shoes were like lumps of ice. They felt so heavy as I plodded along. My body began to turn numb with cold.” Continue reading

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Disorder In The Court

Disorder In The CourtThese are from a book called “Humour In The Court” and are things people said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters – who had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were taking place:

Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?

Q: Did you ever stay all night with this man in New York?
A: I refuse to answer that question.
Q: Did you ever stay all night with this man in Chicago?
A: I refuse to answer that question.
Q: Did you ever stay all night with this man in Miami?
A: No.

Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?

Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A: By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?

Q: What is your name?
A: Ernestine McDowell.
Q: And what is your marital status?
A: Fair.

Q: Are you married?
A: No, I’m divorced.
Q: And what did your husband do before you divorced him?
A: A lot of things I didn’t know about. Continue reading

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On Being Wrong

In this delightful talk Kathryn Schulz attempts to free us from our attachment to “be right”. Most of us will do anything not to be wrong. And sadly many of us trudge through most of our lives spending endless energy defending ourselves rather than simply admitting our mistakes and moving on. Entire civilizations have collapsed and gone extinct because of our collective distaste for being wrong.

We all know that we are fallible and that we have been wrong in the past. But yet we all cling to the belief that in the present moment we are right. We then want to live in this comfortable bubble of “rightness” for the rest of our lives. Shattering this bubble is painful only because we have been conditioned to associate wrongness with being dumb and stupid. But once we break free from this conditioning, great riches await us. For when we admit our complete ignorance, it frees us to live in total awe of the world around us.

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Carrot, Egg, Or Coffee: Which Are You?

Carrots, Eggs, Or CoffeeA young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point,grandmother?” Continue reading

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