A day in November
This weekend has been peaceful. The incesant business that had overtaken my life has died down and I was able to sleep in and enjoy doing nothing. Even sitting here at this computer my mind is kind of left blank.
Am I truly happy, this is a question I've been asking myself a lot lately. I slip back in time to this summer and how I felt then, or how I felt last year, or how I felt way back in middle school. In doing this a quote comes into my head "happiness is based on happenings." So... in a sense if I start to live only for happiness, what a waste of effort? There can always be something better happening to me and in that I will never be content.
Rather I would like to find joy in life. And this is where the business factor erases my simple view of life. Being busy takes away my oppertunities to really enjoy each moment I'm in because I'm constantly worrying about the next moment. Not anymore.
Yesterday I sat out on my back patio for the first time in a while. And while I was smelling fresh laundry from the vent, and admiring how beautiful the leaves looked in the sunlight and loving the crisp air on the tip of my nose, I wrote in my journal. The one I have that's paper and ink. It felt nice to finally do that.
Tomorrow, I'm going to check out a book from the library and read it cover to cover. I don't care what classes I have, during my lectures the teacher will have to be okay with me reading. This is good for my soul.
Another thing I've put on the side burner instead of directly in my oven burning of life, is God. And that is what I'm going to go and do now, Talk to my creator.
~Rachael Elizabeth
Am I truly happy, this is a question I've been asking myself a lot lately. I slip back in time to this summer and how I felt then, or how I felt last year, or how I felt way back in middle school. In doing this a quote comes into my head "happiness is based on happenings." So... in a sense if I start to live only for happiness, what a waste of effort? There can always be something better happening to me and in that I will never be content.
Rather I would like to find joy in life. And this is where the business factor erases my simple view of life. Being busy takes away my oppertunities to really enjoy each moment I'm in because I'm constantly worrying about the next moment. Not anymore.
Yesterday I sat out on my back patio for the first time in a while. And while I was smelling fresh laundry from the vent, and admiring how beautiful the leaves looked in the sunlight and loving the crisp air on the tip of my nose, I wrote in my journal. The one I have that's paper and ink. It felt nice to finally do that.
Tomorrow, I'm going to check out a book from the library and read it cover to cover. I don't care what classes I have, during my lectures the teacher will have to be okay with me reading. This is good for my soul.
Another thing I've put on the side burner instead of directly in my oven burning of life, is God. And that is what I'm going to go and do now, Talk to my creator.
~Rachael Elizabeth