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Happiness is a choice [Sep. 28th, 2009|08:10 am]
Lanette
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This morning reading an article about poverty in other countries made me wonder why when so many are unable to even feed their families in the world there is so much misery combined with so much comparative wealth here.

I suppose at the moment I'm feeling patient about this topic because I'm doing all I can to move towards it. It helps to be focused on a happy future rather than stuck in my own head about the past. Your own brain can get stuck in a cycle of being a tormentor, yet if someone were floating above you they would see no reason at all for your misery. We are not a helpless servant of the brain unable to do anything about the natural tendency it has to roam about the same paths over and over. We are able to course correct it, although it is very difficult and signals from within our body and outside events can certainly influence it. However, the main choice lies in how we respond, how quickly we recover, and how surely we get back up when knocked down.

If we are to truly move towards happinessa more frequently optimistic attitude, there is no reason to fear external events as we can trust our ability to handle what comes and respond in as positive as possible a reaction. What can I do today to replenish the store of happiness and gratitude for small pleasures in life along the way? Because this day isn't going to come again, Monday or not.
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[User Picture]From: pattinthehatt
2009-09-28 03:28 pm (UTC)
I was once reading a bunch of statistics about conditions in third world countries, and the thing that hit me the hardest was something like, "Remember that your garbage disposal probably eats better than most of the rest of the world." Oh gosh. How true is that. I hate things going to waste, but it still happens.

So many times in my life I've even felt like I've had a personal kick from karma telling me I need to stop feeling sorry for myself. Several years ago, for instance, I dashed into the grocery store to grab something, and groaned when I saw that every open register had a god-awful long line. Hearing my groan, one of the employees that I saw in there all the time said to me, in his heavily accented voice, "I understand. When I see these lines it always reminds me of back home in Russia where we must wait in long lines for everything, and many times they run out before it is our turn."

There was no accusation in his voice, only the sharing of a memory. But yikes did I feel like an ass. I don't even recall what I ran in there for, but it's unlikely it was life or death. And here I was feeling sorry for myself when it wasn't even a big deal compared to what he'd been through and what people over there are probably still going through.

Just because other people have it worse, it does not mean, of course, that our own problems are invalidated. But I know sometimes the perspective does me a world of good.
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[User Picture]From: starrynytes4me
2009-09-28 05:33 pm (UTC)
I think about the rest of the world who deals with so many of the stresses I do without the care or comfort or little things that make life so much better. I am humbled for sure.

Agreed of course that our problems are still valid an so much of the broader sense of family and community that they have. In comparison we are living alone in isolation with all of our goods like dragons.
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