Hello, it’s me Bad to the Blonde. It’s been awhile. This time I’ve been busy. Living. Working. Working out. This time being happy – focusing on my happiness. Hopefully, you have, too!
In reality, life is so complex. As a matter of fact I find it so irritating! There is too much to keep up with on a daily basis. Without a doubt there is too much clutter in our lives that we loose ourselves. Instead of being positive there are negative things and thoughts almost everywhere. There is just too much going on or maybe not enough. After all, I am a Libra and am all about a life of balance.
I think we are loosing it. Being that we aren’t connecting with people face to face anymore. We don’t have enough time in the day to smile or smile at a stranger. We are pretending to be things we aren’t. The list goes on, and on, and on. As I have said – I am guilty of a lot of things but pretending to be something I am not – has never been one of them. Nor does being an unhappy, bitch. If you think so, we don’t know each other.
We look for, and are surrounded by, things that aren’t realistic. On a daily basis. Filtered. Above all, edited. We look at perfect relationships on Instagram. Perfect pictures that make us happy. What about what’s inside us? Can we go back to being our best, happiest self? Because in the end, that’s really all that matters. In short, please let me be your Buddha. Quick.
My goal has always been happiness and for the fear of feeling how I once felt. Happiness that’s off the charts. Happiness that can’t be measured because I am just so happy. Hence, happy with everything. That’s been my goal now that I “restarted” my life after my saturn returned – thank God it did because I was not happy. My ex is a thing of the past. A new, dream job popped up on Indeed and I landed it. Soon I got new friends. Which followed with trying new hobbies. Finally, I got trips planned. I got, I got it, I got it! I got happy!
This time I’ve got it going on! You can be jealous, or you can join the club.
I came across a quote the other day and I felt like it screamed at me – if Instagram had a voice.
Judge nothing you will be happy. Forgive everything, you will be happier. Love everything, you will be happiest.
My favorite things about all of these pictures are that they show so many different emotions. In particular one of them really stands out to me – and I know that feeling very well. It comes natural. However, I see a few faces and expressions that I don’t see in myself – like I would not describe myself as some of these photos, if the photos could talk. Some I look sad, maybe confused. Others, unsure, contemplative? Of course I have my favorites. Where I am laughing out loud, and so damn happy. But why is happiness so hard? Are we really in that much control of our happiness? Are you happy or unhappy? Who controls your happiness? Damn, that’s a, really, scary thought…I see a lot of people who don’t control their own happiness. How sad.
Let’s be clear
It’s all black and white, really. You can choose to be that person – that happy person. Sad person. Stressed person. Calm person. Wild person. Note person. Not people.
I know what person I am.
I am fun. To list it all: wild. Free. Adventurous. Really happy! Happiness, after all, is the one and only zen habit you need and what only you are in control of. This all comes from a behavior. In truth it’s a thought. The emotion is what can fulfill your life and wildest dreams. Happiness is all you need to survive this crazy world and whatever is thrown at you. Happiness is achieved through human means – like you. The power is within you. A power that you can use around you. Buddha was right.
To illustrate this I once let someone, well many people, and some thing(s), like my job and all stress, to-do lists, goals and dreams, control my happiness. Unhappy is such a shitty way to be.
Never have I felt more free. And I wouldn’t change it for the world. If I were you, I’d wanna be me, too.
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