Having the interlocking motives reason, laughter, and balance, happiness seems to have been a lifelong project. And with great zeal and conviction, the easiest way to get through is by finding someone who can and will readily make your heart smile. But finding out if your heart is already smiling seems metaphorical. It would also take a lifetime as well. If we put happiness into the limelight, it is never a thing, not even an emotion of delight or euphoria, rather it serves as a common ground to everything we see as good as our dreams, our goals, relationships, success, achievements, etc.
In every good thing that brought us to be happy I urge you to be a cheerful spirit then, never depart from the causes of your rejoicing. Life is too short to bear all the scourges of your hurting and hate. Be joyful then, the lifelong project is no less than your every joyfully cherished moment. Neither the grave nor the taunts of an ever-excruciating pain can ever defile the joys of a cheerful spirit! Be cheerful the, and even now you will be happy. Very truly, happiness – and every shade of goodness, the brighter side of our endurance of pain, – even the thought of it, is and will always be sweet.
Happiness is not a goal to achieve, it’s existence in our lives lies in the periphery, as a background or a byproduct of a life well-lived, and the well-live life depends on the quality of our thoughts. Beyond its manifold charm and succulence should not be our goal in life, rather it should lead us to a lifetime quest for meaningfulness for wisdom and learning and more so for perennial reasons or maybe a bunch or reasons why we are here!
Life is indeed an academia and as the natural and most authentic learning institution it is at the same time, the educator, the class hours, the curriculum, and course, and with its outward and inward perspectives it is also the classroom. And as a school; our lives ought to be a life-long project; it is some sort of a homework. It is bringing us out to the open with an assignment lifetime project – a search for an unknown mission. And as we head beyond our choices for this unknown task, we face a lot of things, and it took so much time to separate our education from the years and doctrines that we have embarked from our schooling.
Only in such ways have we finally worked for authentic learning. In the journey of unlearning, we found out that life is a school! The struggles and sufferings that it bears become our mentors that teaches us myriads of things; patience, humility, love, cheerfulness in pain etc. just to set back on track.
Back again to truly know our truest selves, the inner child that never grows old, that being that is formed and fashioned long before we are born. We can only find ourselves like a child if we accept and ground ourselves to a source to someone Divine, like a parent. Someone we can freely and loving call, Father. For this, eyes are laid open. And slowly we can clearly see in a mirror the reason or reasons of our birth and why we are here. Through the series of yearning, reflective personal notes lead me to assert the meaning behind our coming into this world. This leads me again to write this poetic aphorism:
Why birth should come to every soul.
If gladness is far-fetched to dreams and making them happened
If so, life is a horrible mess as dying candles toss on the winds of oblivion.
Or a careless bend to the “Road Not taken”, for either way, the arrogance of meaninglessness is as bitter as a one-way ticket to a cruel destitute!
But wait a minute, does life in its briefness really sound that awful?!
In the shifting intricacies of life’s brevity, time is making it longer.
The taste of excruciating pain led us headlong to suffer, to endure and, for the brave, “TO MATURE”!
And in this crisis, we call life; our weary souls refuse to die.
That we are even tediously and tirelessly by their shattered pieces pick up wisdom who set not for holding unto wounded hearts, but a blasting furnace… a CONFLAGRATION!
Seems broken but is made invincible by the high hopes and that inspires
That dreamers and builders that we are need countless breakings and ripping’s-apart to blaze and build strength!
Never disown the countless wrecking torments of burning the midnight’s oil, those lonely dark nights that even the comforts of sound sleep have left us.
These are workshops of the roughest rudimentary of the most childish of souls!
Joyfully embrace the wake of the dusk-’til-dawn, for more the forlorn,
It carries and brings us forth the wings and whispers of the Divine!
And its angelic whims have carried and tossed.
Hurled and even blown away any soul that adheres to this warm gentle call.
In anything that we are so passionate about, it awaits the birth of a masterpiece, but it starts for a one heedful soul that prays!
But what about happiness, if that could be so real, is never black or white
Never should be a rigorous pursuit of the best, as if everything must thrive so hard to take possession of the most utopian dream of goodness and the most marvelous of things… NEVER!
And just out of the blue, we find ourselves the answer in the most bewildering void,
In the depth of our contemplative ponderings, there is that lucid intellectual trance.
We can find wisdom that is closer to the teachings of our Lord.
Hence, happiness, or more accurately, the freedom to accept who we truly are in the recurrence of our cheerfulness. This free-willing cheerfulness should last a lifetime; it must be a philosophy!
It is the Flow, a psychologically acceptable genius in every human experience that projects a capacity so superb that constitutes our conscious, unconscious to a state of the super-conscious that more than imaginings we are spontaneously succumb to the love for fate, not to come what may but come what is out to be! It should lead to train ourselves every single day to be courageous to search for meaning and wisdom even if happiness hides among our scars! And befriending our own shadows is bringing us closer to mastery!
And for this we ought to pray: “Lord, grant us serenity to accept the things we can’t change, the courage to change the things we can, and the wisdom to see the difference…”
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