I think we all struggle with being happy from time to time. The ebbs and flows of the emotional sea don’t stay constant in an euphoric state. There are a myriad of quotes that attempt to explain why it’s ok.
Without the rain, there would never be rainbows.
Insert your favourite quote here…
Sometimes I think happiness is a choice. Sometimes I struggle with the hand I’ve been dealt in life and wonder why I’ve been given what I have, then wallow in self pity because of it. I think it safe to assume we have all been there.
So here I am, contemplating this concept of happiness. As I read more and more about those who have less and less, it really does appear to be a conscious decision on whether or not we choose to be happy. Interesting concept. I’ve been reading how we can only have enough energy to make so many decisions in one day, so paring down to necessary items can reduce the number of unnecessary decisions being made in a day which leaves you with the energy to focus on the more important decisions. Maybe there’s something to that. Less trivial decisions mean you can devote time to the meaningful stuff. By not putting off the meaningful stuff means less stress of knowing there is a weight on your shoulders waiting for you to address it…that looming dark cloud of problems needing to be tackled.
Happiness as a choice means you choose to let some things go. Like in meditation, we notice those thoughts entering in, acknowledge them, and mentally sweep them away. Perhaps unhappiness can be something like that in our consciousness.
What if happiness truly is independent of our possessions?
There are a lot of people who would argue against this statement. Any business who depends on consumerism. If the concept of happiness independent of material goods caught on, many of these businesspeople would no longer be making their millions of dollars a year. My materialistic ex would never agree with this statement, particularly when he bought four brand-spanking-new vehicles in a span of two years. But there are many, many people in our first world countries who choose to subscribe to this concept of minimalism and the decision to be happy. This happiness seems to resonate on a higher frequency. This is something I have experienced. It is incredibly satisfying. Then to find the consumerism re-enter my life, slowly at first, it has made a negative impact on my life. Decisions to clean and declutter make me depressed. It’s like a punishment that keeps me from doing what I love. I want to create. I want to write, paint, be creative in my post production for my photography, but it all gets put aside because how do I justify doing things that bring me joy when I have a mess everywhere, no space to work, and have problems finding the things I would need to accomplish my creative product?
So, here. This is the concept of happiness. I am choosing to be happy. I am tackling the evils of consumerism and materialistic ways. I am removing these unnecessary things from my space and allowing happiness to move in. Happiness is a much better housemate.
I choose happiness.