The more time I spend on social media, or out in the real world, the more I realize that happiness is an inside job. Well, true happiness, that is.
(Please excuse me for using an old image. I’m recycling. 😀)
Reality does not care if we like it or not; it is there, it is real, and it is true. Reality is, for the 99.9999% (or something like that) of us, no matter how <crazy rich, gorgeous, exotic, smart (book or street), clever, thin, sexy, great a singer, model, actor, writer, etc., and so on and so forth (go ahead and fill in all the blanks)> we are, there is always someone ahead of us: wealthier, prettier, hotter, more awesome, and then some. More importantly, a lot of these measures are pretty subjective.
Therefore, although I may think that having a massive mansion, or the hunkiest, most handsome husband, makes a woman happy, that happiness, if at all it is, is rather fleeting and skin-deep.
Human beings tend to be competitive. We like to compare ourselves to others, it seems. We like to be better than others. We like to have better than others have.
In addition, life likes to throw challenges our way while mother nature does her job: when the hand of the clock moves–when we move–we age. We can do our best to fight it, the way the baby boomers do, but, as far as I know, no one has yet discovered the fountain of youth. (There is also that call to return to dust that will not go away.)
I decided that I cannot pursue happiness. True happiness is an inner joy that is not brought about by anything external. Joy does not fade even when we lose someone or something. We do feel the sadness and/or disappointments, but the joy remains, albeit subdued. No one can take away your joy. Well, unless you allow it. Joy is contentment and peace no matter what happens.
True happiness is the ability to smile even when your world seems to be falling apart, or everyone else’s worlds seem to be flourishing, or both, simultaneously happening.
I cannot pursue the happiness I want: happiness that keeps the smile in my heart no matter what! Of course, I do love my shoes, travels, luxuries, and some other… stuff! They are part of my joy, and they do NOT have to be better or more than <yours, hers, his, theirs> because I also have people in my life who are just perfect for me, most of the time.
I hope you all have the joy, happiness and contentment that is yours alone. 🙂