What exactly does it mean when someone is happy? In their life, I mean. I guess this can be (and should be) purely subjective, but here're my thoughts on the matter.... as if you needed to ASK for my opinion!
My definition of being happy in life is just not having to tolerate shit. When things are quiet, I'm good. Like now... No drama is happening right now, I don't have a major catastrophe (knock on wood) to deal with, I'm not sick... you know what I mean. Right now I'm just going through my day to day with relative ease. This makes me happy. While it's true that I'm desperately overdue for a vacation..I'm pretty okay with where my life is right now.
Some people aren't happy unless they have STUFF. George Carlin did a whole comedy routine based on the American people's propensity for collecting STUFF. When we fill a house with our stuff we store it in the garage. We even rent spaces somewhere else to keep our stuff. Sometimes we put it on tables in our front yard and sell our stuff to other people who are out collecting even more stuff to put in their own garage and rented spaces. This is what makes these people happy. Not for me, but hey, who am I to stand in the way of their happiness!
Other people aren't happy unless they are doing something illegal. Thieves, druggies, rapists, murderers. You name it. The personality of these people is such that they aren't happy unless they are making someone else UNhappy. These people are happiness stealers and don't deserve their special brand of happiness.
Some people aren't happy unless they are causing drama. Some people aren't happy unless they are constantly working towards a goal. Some people just aren't ever happy no matter what.
I admit that my view on what makes me happy might be a bit dim. I realize that my expectations for what makes me happy are low. That's ok with me. It makes me happy! If my expectations are low, then I'm not as easily disappointed, right? I have such high expectations for other parts of my life that I can't keep all those balls in the air anyway, so why not make my life easier by setting one of those balls aside - not dropping it, I didn't say dropping it - but merely putting it somewhere I don't have to worry about it.
Do what makes you happy. Read "Who moved my cheese?" if you don't know how. Great book. Valuable advice. Easy read too... Of course if what makes you happy is illegal... don't do it. Just don't. Simple as that. Your happiness should never come at the expense of others or it's not genuine. Genuine happiness is like sunshine breaking through the clouds - everyone can see it and be warmed by it.
I'm not happy with this blog.. I feel it's missing some pieces that are as elusive in my mind as something seen from the corner of the eye, or sasquatch, or the loch ness monster. I don't like it when I can't come up with the words to communicate what I truely want to say!! If you have any thoughts, and it would make you happy to add them, then by all means click 'add comment'! :) And have a happy day...
