is this happiness ?

Like many other twenty million -somethings, I’ve experienced feelings of being cut adrift, or being at some in-between station that isn’t quite real life yet.  I really started to get the sense that I didn’t know where my life — where I — was headed. It left me feeling like I was spiraling out of control. I lost the feeling of being grounded, of being content with the understanding that one day I would inevitably just succeed at getting everything I wanted out of life and be happy. In fact, I no longer felt sure of what it would take for me to be happy at all.the more i wanted ….i realised the less i was closer to happiness . The more i attached happiness to a goal the less closer i would get to achieving it ….

I had always assumed that being in real estate and building an empire would make me happy. But dreams keep getting bigger and when you achieve one you dive into the next . Not only did I realize as I grew up that these things seemed further away rather than closer, I also realized they weren’t necessarily concrete parts of the only future wherein I could and would be happy.

Why was happiness attached to a goal?Why did i assume in all these years that happy is something i would feel the magical state of my dreams  Once I reached it, what would sustain that magical future state of happiness that I associated with these objectives? Why did I assume that “happy” was something I would only really feel once everything in life was settled?

These questions seemed impossible to answer, but what I didn’t realize was that I was on the right path already simply by having asked them.I needed to start finding this thing we call “happiness” in things I already experienced.The more i think about and delved into it this is what i realised …..

1)That’s when I realized happiness was already everywhere around me. It does not always manifest in the same way, but it is a feeling of peace and contentment, a feeling of losing myself in an activity or experience that takes me outside my frantic mind. In slowing down and remembering to acknowledge the things for which I was grateful, I found happiness in simple things.

2)Mindfulness - the close attention to details of life

3)Happiness in being present happiness in acknowledgement 

4) suffering from the impermanent reality and thing we cling onto and expect to remain constant 

5) the cultivation of gratitude 

As I began to embrace the new calm that my efforts of prayer and mindfulness provided, I simultaneously found a new interest in my body — not in hating it and railing against it, as I had too frequently done in the past, but in wanting to make it stronger. I didn’t want to just “be” anymore, just drift through existence. I wanted to know that what I was eating and what I was doing were good for me, that every day I got a little bit stronger, a little bit more flexible. As I began incorporating running, strength training, and pilates into my life, I realized new paths to happiness that I hadn’t even realized existed.

I learned that I was happy when doing simple thing as a walk in the park or running, not because getting fit or relaxed was a goal to be obtained, but because of the way my body felt as I pushed it to a new level of flexibility and strength. I remembered the happiness in the act of reading not because finishing a book but because the words expressed ideas and images that had a pleasure entirely their own. I felt joy in each step of the cooking process, not just in tasting its end results. With every smile at a joke, or moment of mindless laughter with a friend, I paused to acknowledge that this moment was joy, was happiness, and tried to embrace it while accepting its changing nature.

Happiness, I realized, was a state of being that I already experienced multiple times in a given day — it only had to be acknowledged, not achieved. It was already there, not attached to some ambiguous future in which I would finally start being the happy person I was meant to be, the only sort of happy person I could ever be. I could not cling to Happiness in the abstract, because it’s always changing, shifting from one moment to the next, just like I am.