Bad Cold by Shel Silverstein

  This cold is too much for my shortsleeve. Go get me a Kleenex--and fast. I sniffle and wheeze And I'm ready to sneeze And I don't know how long I can last.... Atchoo--it's to wet for a kleenex, So bring me handkerchief, quick. It's--atchoo--no joke, Now the handkerchief's soaked. Hey, a dish towel just might do the trick. Atchoo--it's too much for bath towel. There never has been such a cold. I'll be better off With that big tablecloth, No--bring me the flag off the pole. Atchoo--bring the clothes from the closet, Atchaa--get the sheets from the bed, The drapes off the window, The rugs off the floor To soak up this cold in my head. Atchoo-- hurry down to the circus And ask if they'll lend you the tent. You say they said yes? Here it comes--Lord be blessed-- Here it is--Ah-kachoooo--there it went.

Frame Of Mind

"Consider thus: Your are an old man; no longer yourself be enslaved by this any longer (and) no longer be pulled by the strings like a puppet by every impulse, and stop complaining about your present fortune or dreading the future." (Marcus Aurelius, Meditations 2.2)

One of our Trustees here at the University is the CEO of Krispy Kreme Donuts. Do you know what that means? Well, if you were on campus the other day, you most likely would have been standing in line for your Hot and Fresh prior to Chapel. I mean that's the rule, right? When donuts are present, you MUST eat them. Right? I didn't. 

Don't get me wrong, but just because they are hot and melty and have the tendency to just melt on the tip of your tongue does not mean that one MUST have one just because it's there. Of course someone might say, "do you do the same with chocolate chip cookie dough?" We're not talking about cookie dough. We're talking about donuts. We're talking about frame of mind. 

Let's say you are talking with someone and they say something disagreeable. Do you eventually find yourself arguing and wonder "how did this start" but it's too late to change anything? Why or how did we learn the habit of feeling obligated to prove we are right about anything? Why do we get angry if someone does something we don't like? The point is: we don't have to! 

Something bad happens: why worry? Why get sad? Somebody's bound to have it worse. The Masai tribesmen who donated 14 head of cattle to the City of New York in response to the disaster of 9/11 understood this.

We like it when good things happen--we like to feel good. But one thing unexpected happens and we're like


Why do we do this to ourselves? 

Check how you think and feel.
Are those feelings/thoughts appropriate for what is happening?
Do they fit the situation at all?




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