Don't worry.
Just be happy.
Children are the smartest beings on this planet. I think that adults could learn more from watching a child than vice versa. As we grow up we continue to learn new things. We forget how to be happy as we grow because we learn too much about the world that we live in. The new things we learn make us forget the simplicity of life as a child. The essential thing in life is to be happy. When you don’t know anything else but that, it is hard to become anything other than happy. As we grow and learn and evolve into our lives our careers our lifestyles, we forget about what is really important in life.
Sometimes the box is better than playing with the present that came in it.
Happiness is the only thing that we can consciously control in our lives. It is a state of mental wellbeing. It is how we perceive and think about the world around us. It is what side of the bed we wake up on. Anyone can be happy, if they just make their minds do it. Americans often forget how to do that I feel. They forget what it is like to just sit and be happy. Most of their lives are spent being controlled by their jobs and what society perceives them as that they forget about the things that can really make you happy.
I have met people from all over the world, and they all seem to have an easy enough time being happy. They get rid of the outside stressors in their lives and just live just be happy just be.
Living in the first world and globally dominant country that we do, we as a society, a culture, a lifestyle, have become so influenced by those around us that we forget what will really make us happy. We get everything handed to us and yet we crave more. More expensive cars, bigger houses, prettier diamonds, more toys, new gadgets, larger TV’s and yet we still can’t seem to find happiness among all the stuff that we accumulate. We still walk the street with our heads down and refuse to look strangers in the eye and heaven forbid we ever smile. The world that I see around me is so money driven that it seems like people could easily put a price tag on their happiness, and most of the time people already have that price in mind.
What would it cost to make you happy? One million? Two million? One hundred million? We have all thought about it, there is nothing wrong with that, it is just sad to think that a piece of paper with no emotional ties can become such a symbol of happiness. I can understand a letter from a loved one, a plastic spoon, a t-shirt, a playing card having some sort of value to someone. There would be a way of holding it and recalling such a strong emotion of perpetual happiness and love that you would value it with your life and struggle just to get it back. But for something so small and insignificant as a dollar bill to have a hold so deep in someone’s heart that having it could make them happy for life baffles me.
Money can’t buy me love. Or happiness.
Speaking of the Beatles, Lennon was a smart man. Love really is all you need. There hasn’t been a truer statement to cross my ears in a long time.
I think that when you can just sit and be content with yourself and everything around you; that you can really hit the enlightenment that Buddha was talking about.
I saw a rainbow painted on a hillside on my drive home from Oneonta after spending the weekend with a group of friends that I call family. And as the song says, the rainbow was a way of letting me know that everything was going to be all right. It was a beautiful ending to a great weekend and a beautiful start to a shitty day.
Children are the smartest beings on this planet. I think that adults could learn more from watching a child than vice versa. As we grow up we continue to learn new things. We forget how to be happy as we grow because we learn too much about the world that we live in. The new things we learn make us forget the simplicity of life as a child. The essential thing in life is to be happy. When you don’t know anything else but that, it is hard to become anything other than happy. As we grow and learn and evolve into our lives our careers our lifestyles, we forget about what is really important in life.
Sometimes the box is better than playing with the present that came in it.
Happiness is the only thing that we can consciously control in our lives. It is a state of mental wellbeing. It is how we perceive and think about the world around us. It is what side of the bed we wake up on. Anyone can be happy, if they just make their minds do it. Americans often forget how to do that I feel. They forget what it is like to just sit and be happy. Most of their lives are spent being controlled by their jobs and what society perceives them as that they forget about the things that can really make you happy.
I have met people from all over the world, and they all seem to have an easy enough time being happy. They get rid of the outside stressors in their lives and just live just be happy just be.
Living in the first world and globally dominant country that we do, we as a society, a culture, a lifestyle, have become so influenced by those around us that we forget what will really make us happy. We get everything handed to us and yet we crave more. More expensive cars, bigger houses, prettier diamonds, more toys, new gadgets, larger TV’s and yet we still can’t seem to find happiness among all the stuff that we accumulate. We still walk the street with our heads down and refuse to look strangers in the eye and heaven forbid we ever smile. The world that I see around me is so money driven that it seems like people could easily put a price tag on their happiness, and most of the time people already have that price in mind.
What would it cost to make you happy? One million? Two million? One hundred million? We have all thought about it, there is nothing wrong with that, it is just sad to think that a piece of paper with no emotional ties can become such a symbol of happiness. I can understand a letter from a loved one, a plastic spoon, a t-shirt, a playing card having some sort of value to someone. There would be a way of holding it and recalling such a strong emotion of perpetual happiness and love that you would value it with your life and struggle just to get it back. But for something so small and insignificant as a dollar bill to have a hold so deep in someone’s heart that having it could make them happy for life baffles me.
Money can’t buy me love. Or happiness.
Speaking of the Beatles, Lennon was a smart man. Love really is all you need. There hasn’t been a truer statement to cross my ears in a long time.
I think that when you can just sit and be content with yourself and everything around you; that you can really hit the enlightenment that Buddha was talking about.
I saw a rainbow painted on a hillside on my drive home from Oneonta after spending the weekend with a group of friends that I call family. And as the song says, the rainbow was a way of letting me know that everything was going to be all right. It was a beautiful ending to a great weekend and a beautiful start to a shitty day.