I imagined happiness as lamp hidden in a dark corner; shining light on perceived fears and brining warmth where none existed.
When I was younger, I thought that happiness was hidden in the process of growing older. I would look forward to my birthday not because I would get cake, but because it marked one step closer to happiness. I grew older and happiness didn’t present itself.
We are taught that we need to do something to be happy. We need to work harder, eat healthier, look prettier to even come close to the possibility of being happy. It becomes a vicious cycle of working towards something that seems unattainable.
Find happiness they say. But who ever said happiness was lost?
Have you ever stopped to think that maybe happiness was not out of reach? Maybe one didn’t have to work so hard to be happy. Maybe the old age saying is true: happiness lies within you. You can’t find happiness in someone or something; that is like digging for diamonds in your neighbors backyard while yours is riddled with the precious stone.
You already have the thing you most seek. Simply look in the mirror and you will see.