Happier?

Is it just me who tries to achieve my goals and make my dreams a reality just so that one day I can be happier. Or just happy…

Most of us try to chase the stars so that in future we may not have to suffer. As if getting that dream job or perfect As will clear away all of our problems. We can never be truly happy. If the definition of “happiness” for us is having to do nothing at all and living in pure luxury or hoping that we won’t have anymore problems or issues, then we will never be truly happy.

Happiness is something everyone struggles with. Ironic I know. We imagine happiness to be all rainbows and sunshines and smiles and what not. Pure bliss and everything we ever wanted in our reach. That sort of fantastical happiness doesn’t exist. Sorry to burst your bubble but you can never be happy as long as you live. But if your definition of happiness is being content with whatever you have even if you have nothing, just happy because you can breath and look up at the sky. Because you’ve got one more day to strike that smile to someone else, one more day to do something good to yourself or make someone else’s day better. Then even if you’re the poorest human in the world, you’re gonna be the happiest one. Because happiness doesn’t dwell in materialistic objects, but rather in the contentment you get when you love yourself and others around you with everything you have. When you love. You’re happy.

We need to learn to love things to appreciate the beauty of life. Appreciation comes from gratitude and gratitude comes from containment, which in turn comes from happiness. Being happy means living. Things you like and love make you happy.

But loving can be hard sometimes. You need to also love yourself or receive love to be able to love others. You need to learn what it means to love to be able to do it. You need to know why it’s important. You also need to know that no matter what, even if the whole world is against you, even if all you love is gone, you will find love again. Because it’s not limited or contained in any form.

It won’t disappear just because you seem to be filled with hate or if you seem to not feel anything anymore. It’s not a thing nor a form but it’s so living and alive. It’s in living things and non living and also in time and far beyond what we can comprehend. It can’t be contained in its name. It’s not just a feeling but also a way of living and also a life form. It has its own entity and it’s like a never ending amber. It gives life meaning, breathes life itself and creates a never ending journey. You wake up everyday because you love yourself. Even if it cannot be seen and even if it’s so minute, you continue breathing because you appreciate life itself. But life becomes stronger and better if you accept it. If you accept that you love life, that despite all the darkness you admire the light, and despite all the suffering you welcome the joy; you do it out of love.

From a stranger to you, it’s okay to love yourself and it’s okay to love life and all the things around you. It’s okay to love and it’s okay to give love. It’s okay because that’s how you live. That’s living and that’s life. That’s love. And love makes you happy and happier.