At each significant stage of my life, whether it was the first day of school, or college or moving to a new place, or marriage, well-meaning friends and relatives have asked me: are you happy?
I’ve given garbled responses, of course, because unlike common belief on the subject, there is no yes or no answer, because it is not a yes or no question. This snippet from Oatmeal articulates my response.
It is a rather long snippet, but completely worth the 25 seconds it takes to read it. Go scroll through and check it out. I’ll wait.
Some of our collective obsession with happiness is misplaced, as far as I’m concerned. Too many posters made on phone apps talking about cookie-cutter philosophy. I’d much rather have meaning, fulfillment, pain, peace, passion, in all their contradictory and messed-up glory. Happiness hides in moments, in scattered things. It is a journey, not a destination. It is an awareness, not a target.
Happiness is a choice. On some days, it is the harder one to make. You can choose to be unhappy on those days, and that’s all right.
What about you? Do you ever ask others if they’re happy? Has someone recently asked you this question? What was your answer? What’s your take on happiness, and its place in our lives?
I co-host the monthly We Are the World Blogfest: I’d like to invite you to join, if you haven’t as yet, to post the last Friday of each month a snippet of positive news that shows our essential, beautiful humanity. This monthly event has brought smiles on the faces of a lot of participants and their audiences, and somewhat restored their faith in humanity. Here is a great example.