The Pursuit of Happiness

For the past few days, I have done a lot of thinking about previous conversations and exchanges that have discussed the topic of happiness (to some extent).

In these discussions, I have been able to come to agreement to a few things, and these thought provoking comments have helped me grow a bit in knowing some ideas I stand with.

A few days ago, my godmother and I were sitting down talking about happiness and it's difference from joy. I remembered previous discussions at college group a few times throughout the past few years that differentiated it by: joy not being circumstantial, but having it be a consistency of life. And true joy comes from the Lord. My godmother made me aware of how often I want to be happy and try to achieve that by making fun plans and going out to do things. But I learned that I need to be content with just "being". Be in the moment, enjoy it for what it is--it's not necessary to always be in constant activity and good to find peace in being still.

I have found myself content with the solidarity in painting, organizing thoughts into categorical lists, going on thoughtful walks and collecting ideas for future DIY activities.

Thinking of the conversation that we held at college group about being a good listener and how the fully-attentive (not just responsive) are usually the people that friends and peers like to go and share thoughts and feelings with, made me think. It helped me catch myself when I form half a sentence while someone's almost done talking and back up and bring it back to them.

Communication is a vital part of living and it reflects more than just thoughts. Being good listeners avails us to be the confidante or friend that people choose to share their troubles and celebrate their happiness in achievements, happiness in leisure with, and share joy in life events. I am also incredibly thankful for the grace and forgiveness I am shown when I fail in being a good listener.

As this summer is winding down, I'm trying to choose joy and watch the happiness trickle in steadily with it...carrying that from the summer into the school year.

Packing my bags and getting ready for the journey ahead, but still breathing in the cool suburban 54 degree night/morning air, in my remaining 4 full days I begin a time to: listen deeply, hug tightly, sit quietly, laugh freely and write frequently. And thank God for all the reasons to :)