Happiness

I think Aristotle said it best:  “Happiness depends upon ourselves.” Pretty simplistic statement, yet transfers huge volumes to the seeker. Think about every Rock band, at least one song in their drug induced career  was lyrically illustrating a portrait of happiness.

It’s what humanity is searching for, it’s what we thrive on, if it’s taken away then we dwindle in a self-induced coma of depression. What amazes me is that one day everything can revolve around happiness, and the next day your mind is infused with every negative thought that deviates from the very thing we’re searching for.

The route to happiness isn’t difficult. Happiness is not dependent on amassing a certain amount of fame or wealth; happiness is not dependent on reaching a certain social pecking order. If we are always striving after something bigger and better, happiness will remain elusive.

Happiness is found in the present moment, not some fabricated golden future. As I examine myself, I see fault, one of which is the art of being content with my current situation. My current life may be far from perfect; but, if I can detach from negative situations and appreciate the value of simplicity happiness becomes easier to cultivate.

Just a thought from an over thinker,