Happiness is Overrated?

What if it’s true? What if happiness is overrated?  No, I mean it.  Think about it.  We think we want to “be happy,” spend a lot of time, energy, and money trying to get happy. But does it work?  What is happiness, really? An elusive moment, wafting by like smoke. We might be in it for a moment, but we certainly can’t hold on to it.

sunlight and shadeWhat if we were happy all the time, like we think we want to be? It might turn out to be incredibly boring. What would we talk about, each of us wandering around in a blissful daze?  There would be few opportunities to grow. We cut our teeth on the sharp edges of things. Without those edges, life would be…well…dull.

Maybe we should get used to the idea that we walk in the shadows as well as in the sunshine, should stop trying to be so happy and appreciate each moment for what it is: part of the acute, often uncomfortable, sometimes painful, and fleetingly pleasurable act of living.

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2 thoughts on “Happiness is Overrated?

  1. I think you nailed it…..as usual. Seems like if happiness is the goal, then by logical implication, a person can’t be happy until they reach this unattainable destination, and like you pointed out…the cost to our humanity is to miss the true value of existence hidden in the moments of life and the pleasurable act of just living.

  2. The dance of light and dark. It’s all part of the journey, isn’t it? One cannot exist or be acknowledged without having experienced the other. Darkness gives depth and contrast. The canvas wouldn’t be coming alive if only bright colours would be used.

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