Everywhere we look we are told to be positive, to have positive thoughts, I am guilty of it myself, I post positive memes every morning on the BGSG FB page.
There are happiness websites, apps, books, downloads galore.
When did we become obsessed with happiness?
The problem can be that we spend every waking hour searching for the sometimes illusive emotion. I was trying to think if I ever heard my Mum say whether she was happy or not? I don’t think it was on her radar at all, she just got on with it, whatever ‘it’ happened to be.
So is it a new phenomenon?
If we continually ask if we are happy it is self defeating and we can be constantly disappointed.
Every individual will site different things that they think make them happy.
Ancient words for happiness mean true, real blessedness, whereas the modern definition is subjective satisfaction, or contentment.
During this pandemic I think most of us have had to reset our batteries, and have had to look in a totally different way, as to what really makes us happy.
It is abundantly clear that family is what makes as happy.
Everyone, almost without exception will tell you that they are missing their family, our TV screens are showing us everyday the turmoil it is causing not being able to connect with family members.
Family is the bedrock to society and to have it taken away from us either by a vicious virus called Covid-19 or by vicious behaviour from others, the heartbreak is the same.
This last year in particular has made me take stock, and to be grateful for all I do have around me, I have watched and listened to nature more than ever before, and the wonder that nature just goes on, regardless of what is going on around it.
Perhaps we can learn from nature itself?
All of our worlds have been turned on its head, regardless of our family situation.
It can feel as though there is no end to it all that we will never go back to how things were before. Maybe that is a good thing, maybe we will value what we have, whilst we have it and not strive for that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
Let’s just wonder at the rainbow.
In the world of unjustified estrangement, it is difficult to be happy. All you hear and see is negative and often aggressive reaction, if you hear it for long enough, in my case, for over thirteen years, it grinds you down.
Constant battles of one sort or another.
Shouts for rights for one person or another, time ticking away, bit by bit you can get eaten up by the hostility of it all, losing sight of what is important.
We are given our lives, it is up to each of us to live it to the full, to not spend precious moments ranting and raving at something we can do nothing about.
Use our time wisely, give and not take.
Work towards a common good, together.
In the end we find happiness within ourselves, by how we live our lives, by how we treat others, always keeping an eye on that rainbow.