Real happiness, real joy, is not about the abundance or even the quality of things or people. It is about what you choose to see in them.
Meeting someone and knowing immediately in your gut that you’re going to be friends.
You wonder if it is fair to have loved a creature so very much, and at the same time, you wonder how it is fair to then have to live a life without them.
“Here are some signs that would suggest that you are, in one way or the other, a certified Hopeless Romantic.”
We choose optimism when we choose to filter patterns of positivity, strength and love into our long-term memories. We choose pessimism when we choose to filter patterns of pain, grief and suffering into our long-term memories.
Think about a time when you really didn’t want to go somewhere (work, a job interview, class, whatever) because you were afraid or intimidated. Think about how you went anyway. How you reigned in your fear or swallowed your pride, because you knew you could do it. Because you knew that you’re almost always stronger than you feel.
They’re not afraid to have (healthy) arguments, because they know that when everything’s been resolved, it’s never long before someone cracks a joke that immediately dissolves the tension.
Find your quiet time. People often think this has to mean meditating in the middle of an empty space in some kind of yoga position. But you can find your quiet time anywhere. Try driving in the car for ten minutes in silence, or sitting on the train without looking at your phone, or going on a walk and bringing nothing with you. Don’t worry about finding your thoughts. They’ll find you.
Work every day to remember that just because someone’s opinion is different than yours does not automatically mean it is wrong. Do everything you can to understand the lenses through which other people look at the world.
Happiness is reveling in solitude over the weekend (if that’s your thing) because a few things are more pleasurable than the joy of doing nothing.