Further to my post of yesterday, On the happiness of chipmunks, I’d like to add this:
Being miserable is a habit; being happy is a habit; and the choice is yours.
I spent many years being in the habit of being miserable. I managed, with little effort, to find fault with any situation, to look for the ways others were wrong. I lived in, nay, wallowed in, misery. And I rarely forewent the opportunity to express my discontent, unhappiness, suffering …….. & thereby added to the discontent, unhappiness, suffering of others.
I would never have said that “I shall choose this miserableness”, but choose it I did, by default. That is, I chose misery because I didn’t choose happiness. Now, there are many states in between, but — being something of an absolutist back then — I had to go for the extreme edge. And I elevated it to a Way of Life. Ay yi yi ……………
CHOOSING TO BE HAPPY
……. even when in moderate discomfort & still swollen from my abscessing tooth, in financial straits, missing my daughter & unable to visit her right now – I’m still able to say, truly, actually meaning it: “Yes, by golly, in this moment, I am happy.”
The secret to lasting happiness, I think, is staying in. this. moment. Take it from me, the Chipmunk of Happiness.