…which I rarely do, more like never, he said things, people, and other external things do not bring you happiness, your thoughts do. So today I put that to the test.
I got up this morning like usual, hobbled down the stairs on sore feet, made coffee and did the crossword puzzle and cryptogram. Of course, I fed the cats. Then, like usual I started to feel depressed, mostly about all the stupid and useless things I’ve done. And the ways I’ve hurt people and how I’ve been hurt. The rain didn’t help my mood.
I don’t know why I thought of Buddha and the idea of having happy thoughts, but I thought (not quite happily yet) let’s give that a try. So I got up off my pity pot and tried to find a happy thought in amongst all the miserable ones.
Not gonna lie, this was tough. I wondered when I stopped being a happy person. I couldn’t come up with one happy thought. Geez, was I ever deep down inside happy?
I think I found what Buddha’s message was. It’s intangible. It doesn’t have any connection with anything or anyone. This happiness is way down deep in your psyche and is always there for you, just waiting to pick you up when you think nothing can or will.
So, today is day one of my quest for happiness. And I realize I’m the only one who can do this quest, no one can do this for me. So off I go. I will keep you posted.
Good Evening!
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