Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Happy Me
Poeple at work often ask me why I seem to wake up always happy . . . I guess it's because I do not really make a conscious resolve to be happy. Does that make sense?
I think people who try too much to be happy tend to become unhappy. Hmmm . . . I really am not much of a philosopher or someone who comtemplates too much on life. What I do is just live each day as if it was a new day, a new beginning. I am not much of a believer of living your life as if it were your last. I believe that living life that way invites excess and waste.
I always start the day as a fresh new day . . . of doing things differently --- maybe better, maybe slower, maybe faster, maybe not at all. What's important to me is, the newness of everything . . . and maybe I find happiness in seeing everyday as a new beginning, a fresh start for new things, new experiences, new feelings.
Believe it or not, it was not like that in my younger days. . . But then I had less of the fresh starts because I had lived less in years then . . . Go figure. . .
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Hello, stranger . . .
You have been reading my blog and I owe you more entries. Thank you for visiting my blog and listening to my older "rantings".
Every new year, I would pause and take stock of where I have been. And the past is always a happy place to go to. There were bumps and potholes, oh, on the so many roads I travelled, but isn't all that a necessary part of life? One has to fall so one would learn to rise. One has to cry for one to value what one has. I do no longer entertain regrets and what if's. I guess I have matured enough. When one is young, one tends to spend time on the what if's. I think i have learned to live in the NOW - this moment. Yes, I do look back but my return only goes as far as the happy places in my past.
So, 2008 I welcome you with open arms and hopefully, you will bring in only happy times.
And to you, my dear stranger, come back and keep me company . . .
Every new year, I would pause and take stock of where I have been. And the past is always a happy place to go to. There were bumps and potholes, oh, on the so many roads I travelled, but isn't all that a necessary part of life? One has to fall so one would learn to rise. One has to cry for one to value what one has. I do no longer entertain regrets and what if's. I guess I have matured enough. When one is young, one tends to spend time on the what if's. I think i have learned to live in the NOW - this moment. Yes, I do look back but my return only goes as far as the happy places in my past.
So, 2008 I welcome you with open arms and hopefully, you will bring in only happy times.
And to you, my dear stranger, come back and keep me company . . .
