I think the whole world struggles with this concept of happiness.
My whole life I know I’ve struggled with being happy.
Wikipedia defines happiness as:
Happiness is a mental or emotional state of well-being defined by positive or pleasant
emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.
Are you Happy?
How about you? Do you feel happy? How often do you feel happy? Is it daily with occasional bouts with depression or is it depression with occasional bouts of happiness?
Is happiness something you want for yourself? Do you feel like it is something that you will someday have in your life? Is your automatic response “of course I’m happy!!” But deep inside you actually know that you are not, but you certainly can’t let anyone else know.
My Life in a Nutshell
Let me give you a quick over view of my life. I was raised in a religion that, in my opinion, uses fear to motivate you to make correct choices. These choices, of course, are supposed to help you make it to heaven. This just wasn’t working for me.
Fear and depression were constant companions. Nothing I did was ever good enough. I couldn’t get it “right”. Judging myself against the standards of the church I just couldn’t seem to do everything that I was supposed to be doing.
The church moved more to the background while I was doing my best to figure out the whole happiness issue. Then in 1998 my husband decided to move on without me while I was 6 months pregnant with my 6th child.
I had always been a stay at home mom, had never held a job for more than 3 months, and I had no income and no vehicle. At this time I was asked to move, they kind of wanted some sort of payment for me staying there…lol.
Talk about depression! I think I was queen of depression! My life was a series of moving and struggling to stay afloat.
It was about learning to be an entrepreneur and learning how to be a single mom. I juggled “jobs”, gigs and home based businesses. Add a second husband and another kid to the mix and life got really interesting. Learning how to deal with another person was great fun. Then I decided to get divorced from this second husband. I moved in with my mom and tried to start my life over again.
Happiness is a Decision
In 2003 I decided I was done being depressed. In one fell swoop I decided to quit being depressed. I wanted to be happy.
Elation, joyousness, and cheerfulness were going to be mine.
Learning and studying all sorts of gurus I learned all sorts of things, but the biggest, most helpful resource was my own intuition. My intuition guided me to the thoughts, books, events, mindsets and people that would help me the most; direct thoughts, insights and inspiration were given to me.
I decided to be unburdened, uplifted and prosperous. Living my life on purpose, I started to create the life of my dreams. I took control of my happiness levels, which did take considerable focus, but it is so worth it in the end. My thoughts didn’t control me, I controlled my thoughts. In controlling my thoughts I ultimately controlled my happiness levels.
Now as I go to the store or walk down the road I see all sorts of people. As I run my businesses, I meet all kinds of people. I observe everyone while smiling and nodding my head. Some smile back, others not so much.
But as I observe people when they don’t know I am looking, I see a sort of pain, a kind of depression of sorts. I don’t know exactly how to describe it but I’m sure you’ve seen it too and even experienced it.
People are not happy, exultant, jubilant. They plod along. Their faces are just sort of there. No emotions. No joy.
This makes me sad and I want to say to them “Be Happy!”