Life, Love, and Happiness
Ever feel content but not fully satisfied? Like life is good but there's still something missing?
That's how I've been feeling for a good while, and it's the worst state that you can possibly be in.
Why?
Because it doesn't force you to act. Since things are pretty much good, you don't wanna go thru the pain, struggle, and trouble of trying to make it the best that it can be. If my life was feeling pretty shitty, it would eventually force me to act in order to get it going right. And I would probably go all the way, cuz I feel there's nothing to lose and it couldn't be worse than it is now. But when you're sorta content, you tend to weigh your options of feeling that way versus the price of struggle to hopefully feel deep-in-your-heart happy. And I'm guessing most people, like me, would just opt for doing nothing and stay in that sorta content state.
Now there probably isn't anything wrong with feeling this way, and I bet most people go thru life willing to accept this, cuz they feel that it could be worse.
But, gawdammit, I would for once want to feel deep-down-in-my-soul happy for an extended period of time, if not forever. Where I wake up everyday thanking God that I feel this way. That it couldn't get better than this.
Sometimes I wonder if it's just a mindset. That if I can just be at total peace with myself, then external events wouldn't have an influence and I can feel deeply happy. Right now I don't feel that way. I feel that in order for me to be totally content, I need to be with someone who can make me feel that way. And maybe that's the problem.
Or is it?
I've read two approaches with regards to feeling completely content and it's relation to love with another individual:
First Approach:
"of all the lies on which we gorge in our comfort-addicted world, none is more insidious than the lie of romance, the seductive but infantile notion that somewhere there exists someone to complement us in every way, someone who will make us complete. Of course, this illusion keeps us from ever being complete in and of ourselves and eventually encourages us to despise our shortcomings, our flaws, everything in which our humanity lies, without which we are nothing."
Second Approach:
"The completeness we seek from another transcends considerations of comfort or survival, it is at the heart of true happiness, even at the peril of the former; it is the experience of "Life's heart." Some believe that the love between two persons is practice for the infinite, perfect love of God. I don't know if this is true, but its nature suggests something uniquely divine."
I live my life believing in the second approach.
That's how I've been feeling for a good while, and it's the worst state that you can possibly be in.
Why?
Because it doesn't force you to act. Since things are pretty much good, you don't wanna go thru the pain, struggle, and trouble of trying to make it the best that it can be. If my life was feeling pretty shitty, it would eventually force me to act in order to get it going right. And I would probably go all the way, cuz I feel there's nothing to lose and it couldn't be worse than it is now. But when you're sorta content, you tend to weigh your options of feeling that way versus the price of struggle to hopefully feel deep-in-your-heart happy. And I'm guessing most people, like me, would just opt for doing nothing and stay in that sorta content state.
Now there probably isn't anything wrong with feeling this way, and I bet most people go thru life willing to accept this, cuz they feel that it could be worse.
But, gawdammit, I would for once want to feel deep-down-in-my-soul happy for an extended period of time, if not forever. Where I wake up everyday thanking God that I feel this way. That it couldn't get better than this.
Sometimes I wonder if it's just a mindset. That if I can just be at total peace with myself, then external events wouldn't have an influence and I can feel deeply happy. Right now I don't feel that way. I feel that in order for me to be totally content, I need to be with someone who can make me feel that way. And maybe that's the problem.
Or is it?
I've read two approaches with regards to feeling completely content and it's relation to love with another individual:
First Approach:
"of all the lies on which we gorge in our comfort-addicted world, none is more insidious than the lie of romance, the seductive but infantile notion that somewhere there exists someone to complement us in every way, someone who will make us complete. Of course, this illusion keeps us from ever being complete in and of ourselves and eventually encourages us to despise our shortcomings, our flaws, everything in which our humanity lies, without which we are nothing."
Second Approach:
"The completeness we seek from another transcends considerations of comfort or survival, it is at the heart of true happiness, even at the peril of the former; it is the experience of "Life's heart." Some believe that the love between two persons is practice for the infinite, perfect love of God. I don't know if this is true, but its nature suggests something uniquely divine."
I live my life believing in the second approach.