This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
— Charles Dickens
So this is where I am right now.
Happiness, for me, Is simply honesty In everything I do: Speak what is in my heart, ask for what I want, do what I feel is honest and kind.
Trusting my conscience will tell me when something is not right, and apologize, and forgive, myself and others, when, for whatever reason, I choose the dishonest action.
Then there are no regrets. Disappointments, yes, but that passes. Wondering “what if” I just asked, just said it, just did it… All of that, is how you steal a full life from yourself.
So this is where I am right now. There is a lot going on around me, but I’m happy. This kind of happiness doesn’t depend on money, others or my pride and vanity.