The Weight of the Glass
Once upon a time a psychology professor walked around on a stage while teaching stress management principles to an auditorium filled with students. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the typical “glass half empty or glass half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, the professor asked, “How heavy is this glass of water I’m holding?”
Students shouted out answers ranging from eight ounces to a couple pounds.
She replied, “From my perspective, the absolute weight of this glass doesn’t matter. It all depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute or two, it’s fairly light. If I hold it for an hour straight, its weight might make my arm ache a little. If I hold it for a day straight, my arm will likely cramp up and feel completely numb and paralyzed, forcing me to drop the glass to the floor. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it feels to me.”
As the class shook their heads in agreement, she continued, “Your stresses and worries in life are very much like this glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and you begin to ache a little. Think about them all day long, and you will feel completely numb and paralyzed – incapable of doing anything else until you drop them.”
The moral: It’s important to remember to let go of your stresses and worries. No matter what happens during the day, as early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the night and into the next day with you. If you still feel the weight of yesterday’s stress, it’s a strong sign that it’s time to put the glass down.
One proud moment
With all the talk about bullying going around, I’d like to share a proud moment on the subject.
One day our son, Todd, came home from high school and shared with me about a boy who was being bullied at school. This kid was not a friend but that didn’t seem to matter to Todd. He didn’t like it that this person was being bullied.
As we stood out in the kitchen Todd told me that he had confronted the guys bullying this boy. Then he went on to say he was planning to meet them after school off school grounds. Wow! I wasn’t expecting to hear that!
To make a long story short, Todd did go to the designated location to meet up with these bullies. He asked a few friends to come along. I’m not sure if these boys were going to confront these guys or if they were just going for moral support. Anyway, it didn’t matter! Wouldn’t you know the bullies never showed up!
Todd died in a car accident not too long after the incident. He made a statement by his actions that day. It didn’t matter if the person being bullied was a friend or not. Todd confronted the situation!
When we had Todd’s funeral hundreds showed up. I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure that the bullies were there too. I can tell you that when Todd died he was not only loved, but he was respected too!
The Incredible Story of Mr George D Bryson
Mr. George D Bryson arrived at the Brown Hotel in Louisville, Kentucky in 1953. Mr. Bryson was shown to room 307. After unpacking, he went down to reception to see if there were any letters or messages for him.
The receptionist gave him a letter addressed to Mr. George D Bryson, Room 307. This might not seem strange except that the letter was not for him. It was for another George D Bryson who was the previous occupant of room 307!
From the book, Incredible Coincidence: The Baffling World of Synchronicity, by Alan Vaughan
A reporter named Irv Kupcinet came to London in 1953. He was in London to report on the coronation of Elizabeth the II. Irv was staying at the luxurious Savoy hotel on the Strand. In one of the drawers of his bedside table, he found several items which had the name Harry Hannin on them. This was interesting because Irv knew a Harry Hannin who was in the famous Harlem Globetrotters. Harry was a friend of Irv’s.
Two days later Irv called Harry to ask him if he had ever stayed at the Savoy hotel. Harry said he had, but before Irv could tell him about the items he found in the drawer Harry said he had been in the Hotel Le Meurice in Paris two days before and found a tie in a drawer in his room, with the name Irv Kupcinet on it!
This story appeared in, Mysteries of the Unexplained.
Twins with an Impossible Story!
Twins sometimes have amazing stories to tell, but the following will astound you. Twin boys were separated at birth after they were put up for adoption. The new parents of both boys never knew each other and never met. Each twin was told he had a brother. Forty years later one twin, James decided to track down his brother. After a long search, he found his brother, and it was revealed that;
His brothers adopted parents had also called their new son James!
Even though the two James’s never met they both went into law enforcement.
They both had excellent skills in carpentry and drawing.
They both married a women named Linda.
They both had sons, one named James Allan the other named James Alan.
Both twins were divorced and re-married a women named Betty!
Lastly, they both owned a dog called Toy!!
After forty years apart, neither could believe these astonishing coincidences.
This story is from, The Reader’s Digest, January 1980 edition.
An American Woman in Paris
An American writer Anne Parrish and her husband were on holiday in Paris in 1920. They were browsing bookshops, and Anne picked up a book that was a particular favorite of hers, “Jack Frost and Other Stories.” Anne told her husband that she had been given a copy as a child by her parents and had wonderful memories of the book.
Anne’s husband took the book and opened it. On the inside cover, there was a handwritten inscription. It said, “Anne Parrish, 209 N Weber Street, Colorado Springs”. The inscription was written in Anne’s handwriting. It was Anne’s very own book from all those years ago!