Happiness is my new pet peeve. Just the idea of it makes me cranky.
We're suddenly steeped in happy talk. Research and theories, projects and workshops, books and blogs on nothing but happiness and how to find it. Happiness is a new industry. I guess every industry is a happiness industry, and all pursuits are pursuits of happiness.
The other day I googled "ways to be happy" and the articles on just the first page of results enumerated 129 ways to be happy. If someone had the free time to look up and do those things you'd think they'd be plenty happy already. Yet even with all the advice, a lot of us say we are less happy. That really ticks me off.
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5 comments:
leaving me wondering what could be so wrong with me, to not find happiness in every moment of life.
No looking, no wondering, no finding, nothing wrong.
I've been thinking about this too. I think it has so much to do with all the information via magazines, blogs, TV, etc about what other people, especially other women are doing. We find people we are inspired by, and often, then feel "less than" those we find inspiring. I often think "who would I be if I lived Ma's life from the Little House books"?(without any "experts" telling me how I should do it!) You're right, we probably just wouldn't think about it. We would just be, do the next thing, etc. My, wouldn't that be refreshing!?
It's is all about the pursuit of, I agree... It does get pretty commercial. Somehow I find more comfort in the journey towards contentment rather than the one towards happiness. Makes me feel like I'm there already.
And you are.
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