Why do I always ask the tough questions? I guess I’m just wired that way…I like to ponder. This question in particular has been nagging me for weeks now...What do I really want? What? Really now.
The answer is quite simple. I want to be happy. Happiness entails freedom from worry, disenchantment, struggle or conflict. It is a sense of peace mostly within oneself. To achieve it, one must be harmonious with others, nature and true to one’s inner self. It fills the heart with satisfaction of doing the right thing, making good thought out decisions and living up to one’s ideals. Being happy is also quite vague.
I cannot be happy without having meaning. What I do or dedicate myself must have meaning. The lack of it makes me feel empty. However, choosing what might be meaningful is not always that easy. It takes more than contributing to society. It has to be fulfilling at some spiritual or emotional depth so that pleasure kicks in. Gee, I’m getting complicated now…is happiness possible?
