I took this picture at Chateau St. Michelle Winery in Woodinville, WA. My friends and I had taken a picture in front of that cherry tree just minutes before, but after we walked away and into the building, I turned around and noticed it for the first time. The cherry blossoms illicited happiness, so I took this snapshot.
This morning when I got online I saw two articles regarding happiness and kindness. I also found the book The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin, and swiftly downloaded it to the Kindle. I’m not sure if Springtime causes people to think about happiness more often, or if it’s the economy, or Obama’s Healthcare Plan, but it seems like people right now are wanting to create more happiness.
It’s not that I’m a particularly unhappy person, but I want to “expect more from myself,” as Rubin puts it. I completely relate to her comments, which I can’t explain, so I’ll give you an sample of what really connected with me:
“But though at times I felt dissatisfied, that something was missing, I also never forgot how fortunate I was. When I woke up in the middle of the night, as I often did, I’d walk from one room to another to gaze at my sleeping husband tangled in the sheets and my daughters surrounded by their stuffed animals, all safe. I had everything I could possibly want–yet I was failing to appreciate it. Bogged down in petty complaints and passing crises, weary of struggling with my own nature, I too often failed to comprehend the splendor of what I had…”
Ah-ha moment commenced. Yes, I get grumpy too easily, fluttering throughout my day from one task to another, not really appreciating the splendor of it all.
I don’t want to look back, like I did with that cherry tree, and notice my life for the first time….when something unexpected happens, or when I can’t remember it all, or when my life is nearing the end.
But in order to notice the splendor, I need to focus, really focus on maintaining a sustainable level of happiness, like an IV drip of happiness fluids. I have no control over what happens to me, but I do have control over how I react to it. We’ve all heard this before, but if I had a dollar for every time I acted out of habit rather than focus, I’d be sporting Jimmy Choo’s - a pair for every day of the year.
So I’m starting out simple. This was my goal yesterday:
Do What Needs To Be Done
How simple, right. Who would’ve thought that just repeating this phrase to myself when I start to fret, would actually calm me down, and recalibrate my brain.
What about you? Are you reading this book? Click on the highlighted link to get your copy at Amazon, and share your thoughts with me. I’m sensing a book club!