Fear

Our fears never live up to our expectations. 

The Boy Who Cried Wolf

Remember the boy that cried WOLF?  Whatever happened to him? Most of the stories would have us believe that when the wolf finally did show  the furry rake made a juicy meal with all of the pranksters flock.  But I heard a different version of the Aesop tale. In the happy ever after script the shepherd boy made friends with the Wolf’s wife and when her husband arrived to devour the unsuspecting sheep his wife greeted him with a blood curdling growl and   bared teeth.  Upon seeing this the  big bad wolf became wide-eyed and sat back on his haunches. You see he had been out drinking all night with the boys and happily the flock was saved. 

The Moral: don’t believe stories or even what you read in the newspapers because it’s usually just an old wives tale.  

Talking

I have learned that when I talk behind someone's back I wind up having to speak to them face to face.

Rumors

Rumors are cowardice disguised in the envelope of gossip.  

Under My Skin

I’ve learned not to let anger get under my skin because if it does the dis-ease spreads throughout my whole body.  

One Bullet

We don’t need to fill the chamber often one bullet will do. Preparing to do anything in life does not always require we that we “load up”. More sometimes is just too much.  

It Appears to Me

An agreement not to do something takes the pressure off performance and the need, desire and obligation to do something you don’t want to do.