Happiness is...
I don't know.
But that's entirely awkward, isn't it.
The whole act of admitting to "not knowing" something is completely unwelcome to me. Whether I'm talking about not comprehending, or not understanding, or maybe never having possessed the knowledge in the first place; the fact of the matter is, in today's society, "not knowing" is usually "not acceptable." In case you haven't noticed, people are genuinely nosey.
I remember in elementary school, we used to play the "Birthday Game."
You know the one, where you point to different parts of your body while rambling the months in order to tell your personality traits:
January--hard-headed;
February--talkative;
March--nosey.
In my opinion, we all should have been February, May, or August. They at least admitted to being nosey, the rest of humanity is in a state of sort of ill-advised denial.
Truth is, people like to be "in the know." We spend our time eavesdropping and rumor-mongering. Even the most self-declared enlightened buddhas or our time want to know the dirty secrets of their fellow enlightened buddhas.
So in a society so bent on sharing, how is it that 95 percent on the population managed to miss out on the most important secret of all time?
Happiness is....what?
It's not elusive, it's not well-kept. The juiciest fattest, most bad-ass secret in all of creation is maintained in plain view of the entire world.
We just chose to turn a blind eye to it.
We focus instead on what happiness is NOT to us. Happiness is not found in failing a test. Happiness is not skinning a knee. And in seeking out this negativity in life, we somehow hope that we will blindly stumble on what happiness is.
Even I don't really know what happiness is.
For my sweet housemate sharing the bed beside me, happiness would probably consist of me shutting down the computer light so that she can get some sleep. For me, right now, happiness would be mean somehow managing to translate the crazy, wild slew of thoughts ricocheting through my brain into a sleek, elegant, comprehensible, and COMMENDABLE first blog post. Maybe happiness changes. Maybe happiness is change. As painful as it is for me to admit: I don't honestly know.
But I think it's about time I figured it out.
As a primetime member in this noseball society, I think it's time I put my "human-skills" to the test and finally sorted through this thing called happiness. I know most lame "journey to happiness" blogs promise you that they will not be another lame "journey to happiness" blog, so I won't even try. But I will promise you that this will be completely MY lame "journey to happiness" blog, and hope that that singular promise will entice you to stay with me as I spend a year in exploration. I will try and keep this site as updated as I can as I spend the next 365 days trying to figure out what Happiness Is.
Stay Happy,
Perle
I don't know.
But that's entirely awkward, isn't it.
The whole act of admitting to "not knowing" something is completely unwelcome to me. Whether I'm talking about not comprehending, or not understanding, or maybe never having possessed the knowledge in the first place; the fact of the matter is, in today's society, "not knowing" is usually "not acceptable." In case you haven't noticed, people are genuinely nosey.
I remember in elementary school, we used to play the "Birthday Game."
You know the one, where you point to different parts of your body while rambling the months in order to tell your personality traits:
January--hard-headed;
February--talkative;
March--nosey.
In my opinion, we all should have been February, May, or August. They at least admitted to being nosey, the rest of humanity is in a state of sort of ill-advised denial.
Truth is, people like to be "in the know." We spend our time eavesdropping and rumor-mongering. Even the most self-declared enlightened buddhas or our time want to know the dirty secrets of their fellow enlightened buddhas.
So in a society so bent on sharing, how is it that 95 percent on the population managed to miss out on the most important secret of all time?
Happiness is....what?
It's not elusive, it's not well-kept. The juiciest fattest, most bad-ass secret in all of creation is maintained in plain view of the entire world.
We just chose to turn a blind eye to it.
We focus instead on what happiness is NOT to us. Happiness is not found in failing a test. Happiness is not skinning a knee. And in seeking out this negativity in life, we somehow hope that we will blindly stumble on what happiness is.
Even I don't really know what happiness is.
For my sweet housemate sharing the bed beside me, happiness would probably consist of me shutting down the computer light so that she can get some sleep. For me, right now, happiness would be mean somehow managing to translate the crazy, wild slew of thoughts ricocheting through my brain into a sleek, elegant, comprehensible, and COMMENDABLE first blog post. Maybe happiness changes. Maybe happiness is change. As painful as it is for me to admit: I don't honestly know.
But I think it's about time I figured it out.
As a primetime member in this noseball society, I think it's time I put my "human-skills" to the test and finally sorted through this thing called happiness. I know most lame "journey to happiness" blogs promise you that they will not be another lame "journey to happiness" blog, so I won't even try. But I will promise you that this will be completely MY lame "journey to happiness" blog, and hope that that singular promise will entice you to stay with me as I spend a year in exploration. I will try and keep this site as updated as I can as I spend the next 365 days trying to figure out what Happiness Is.
Stay Happy,
Perle
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