Someone has asked me to write on
HAPPINESS
Happiness is really only relevant to the person experiencing it.
Seeing as I have never written of something on someone elses mind... here goes.
Trees and flowers
Dances and the stillness
The ever shortening summer glow beginning to fall beneath the distance
And newly exhaled wind
softly danceing through my hair.
Smiling at a stranger and leaving with a new friend.
The taste of Strawberries.
the scent of the earth after a storm.
The terrifying excitement to the oncome
of rolling clouds
and
that first chip from a newly opened bag of Doritos.
It's the sound of her opening the door when she comes home after being away
and
all other perception stops.
The world ceases to exist for that one moment
and I'm almost able to believe
that if I could sit on this one moment
just maybe
I could live in it forever.
This
Is my
Happiness
It.. is never something you will find
so long as your looking for it.
Because happiness is not a thing.
you can't own happiness
it's not in some cereal box.
and no one can give it to you
Like a present for your birthday.
Happiness
is a perception of experience
Simple
Perception is dictated by past experiences, core values and
sometimes
social pressures
Experience
...well...
experiences only happen to those who
are open to them.
So what I'm really saying is
happiness
is only ever KNOWN
by people willing to expand their perceptions
by risking experiences
that may or may not turn
into perceived happiness.
So tell me...
How open are you
To experiencing
Your happiness?
~for Sara
