happiness
Happiness, defined; things that help you find happiness, keep it, and share it with others.
Sun God: A Short Story
A young boy sits under his favourite tree, it gives him apples and stands the tallest on the family farm. The boy watches the sunflower crops and wonders how such delicate beings can grow so high. He himself was only 6 years old and three foot three, for the first time the boy felt jealous. Jealous of the sunflowers and resented how in only a year they have undeservedly grown to twice his height. Life wasn’t fair, not to the boy. He shot up and dusted off his work pants before running straight through the overgrown sunflower crop. Finding the largest, strongest one, ‘it’s taunting me’ the boy thought. Without hesitation the young lad of only three foot three accessed the thick, woody stem using the branching leaves like stepping stones. His young arms began to hurt, feeling the strain of pulling their host up a giant twice his own height. But the boy was nothing if not determined, through the intense ache, he pulled and climbed up until he sat atop the giant flower. Looking out over the large expanse of stretch of crops, the small boy finally understood what it was like to be big. Power flooded his senses and all the boy wanted from that moment on, was to feel the sun close on his face. “Why should sunflowers and grownups be the only ones to touch the sun?’ the boy thought, he could only imagine how warm and bright the sun's face must feel on his fingertips. Oh how he longed to reach out and caress its face. Already closer than ever to his beloved sun, the boy wanted more. Never high enough, never close enough. He sat on that tall, prized sunflower for weeks and weeks, sleeping and eating on this pseudo vehicle to the sky. The boy's mother was skeptical, a tall woman herself, not seeing why her little son would want to sit atop a sunflower for days on end only to touch the sun. “the sun is big enough to touch you down here on the ground! Besides one day you'll be big and tall just like your father someday, be patient, my dear” her boy ignored her, insisting on remaining seated on the highest flower at all times. The woman sighed, her poor son was blinded by desire, unable to see the gifts laying right in front of him. She sulked back into her little farm house, knowing the only way she would see her son again would be above her, looking down from his hill of desires. Weeks turned into months and as the flower grew closer and closer to the sun, the boy grew more and more excited. He could feel the warmth on his face stronger than ever before and only longed to feel it hotter. The boy's spirit seemed to feed this mighty sunflower as it rose up above all the rest, turning the other flowers to tiny specks in it’s wake. The sun, as beautiful as it was, proved to be a cruel mistress. Heat penetrated the boy's flesh and burns arose on his once supple baby face. Not that he minded, all that mattered was the simple closeness of his burning mistress. Flower petals began to burn away and all the boy had to sit upon was the stiff, woody stem. A small pedestal to hold such a spirited young Icarus. Though this boy achieved what icarus could not, this boy stood on his toes and grazed the blazing star with his tiny fingertips. His wings did not melt away, though his balance had. A soft smile spread across the child’s burnt, contented face. Feeling the wind zip past his body, rapidly cooling his hot flesh as he fell towards the earth on which he belonged. He was no flighted fool, nor any angel worthy of cavorting with sun gods. And so, as only a young mortal boy, he touched the earth with a blood curdling crunch. But he did not feel a thing, everything was alright to the young Icarus, he had achieved what gods could not, he had touched the sun and the sun had given him the gift of satisfaction. Unhappy as he may be, he was satisfied. Unhappy with his bones shattered to dust, unhappy with his mother's constant preaching of “I told you so” he now could only hope for the satisfaction to last a lifetime.
By Paige Osaroth6 years ago in Motivation
Find the Beauty in Protecting What You Love
As a professional photographer for the last 35+ years, I have viewed thousands upon thousands of images both that I have taken, and those of other photographers. When I first saw this photograph several years ago by photographer Gregory Colbert, (Girl & Elephant from his Ashes & Snow Exhibit) … it took my breath away. I loved how I felt upon viewing it. I felt love, compassion, and in particular connection. Connection to Spirit, nature, and all the animals we coexist with on Mother Earth. I also felt respect and dignity portrayed in this particular photo. It truly “widened my lens” as to how I viewed the natural world and what my intention could potentially be as I moved forward with any of my photography assignments. I realized I could bring a lot more to a photo session besides my photographic eye or my camera equipment/lighting. I could also bring my own “internal light” into a photo session – by that I mean - I could “be” love and acceptance; hence, help my human subjects to be more comfortable in their own skin or in my nature photography, I could share the innate joy that animals bring to our lives. I would attempt, in my role as photographer, to do as an old Maybelline make-up tag line stated, to “Light Up Every Room I Walk Into.”
By Kathleen Thompson6 years ago in Motivation
How I, a Dark Little Rain Cloud, Stay Out of an Endless Storm.
There are days in ones life when the world around them comes crashing down. When everything they know comes to a sudden, abrupt stand still. For some these days are few and far apart, they are little known. On the flip side of that coin, these days come often. The dark days sometimes become all that is known unfortunately.
By Sierra Lynn6 years ago in Motivation
Arcturus: The True Blue Hippie Van that Started at Ikea and Brought Happiness.
The true blue hippie van that started at Ikea. A little while ago I wrote an article about my 1973 VW bus titled Ikea, The Stars, and a Dying Dream. However, the dream is still living and has yet to die.
By Sarah Beattie6 years ago in Motivation
A Day In My Life....
Hi there! My name is Luna, and I would like to share with you what I have been up to during this break from my normal life during the virus outbreak. I have been following WHO's (the world health organization) suggestions of staying home during as much as possible in order to contain the covid-19 virus. I completely understand how being stuck inside can really affect our mental health and productivity levels, making you feel like all there is to do is sleep, watch Netflix, and be stuck in your room all day. But what we have to realize is this can really be an opportunity you have been waiting for. Take this much needed time off to work on yourself; make over your room, try that recipe that always took too long, plan outfits, start a diary or plan out your future. As someone who was working a full time job, going to school full time, and working another full time job I have felt so much better with this break and decided to use it to work on myself. Now that I have finished off my semester of just doing schoolwork everyday, I will begin making daily blogs sharing what I did to work on myself or something I learned, and how you can do the same!
By Luna Wagner6 years ago in Motivation
If You Ever Say "Something Is Missing in My Life,"
Feeling empty is something most of us have experienced in our life. It can be downright unbearable, and it’s hard to get rid of the helpless feeling. A sense of emptiness can be overwhelming, and most of all it’s hard to figure out alone.
By Pamela Morris6 years ago in Motivation
