How much does it cost?
What does it even look like?
How does it feel?
What are we talking about?
We are talking about happiness.
I thought I knew. I always thought that it was the one thing I was so sure about and knew everything about.
But the truth is, it’s nothing like what I thought it would look like.
Nothing at all.
And have I found it? Yes, and I think that this is exactly what it s supposed to feel like.
How can I be so sure of this universal word?
But I am sure that I have found my version of it.
Happiness, is not pretty, shiny, plentiful or colourful.
Happiness is plain.
It is this plain white wall with no scratches, no holes, no dents and no noise.
It is peaceful.
It is this phase, or mode or state of mind that allows me to be at rest.
There is no war in happiness.
I don’t mean guns and roses.
There is no inner conflict, no worries, no doubt, no comparison, no competition and no fear.
It’s not loud. It doesn’t have all those balloons and streamers.
Happiness is quiet.
It can be shared.
But, it has to be shared very carefully so that it doesn’t get stolen.
Yes, happiness can be stolen.
Why do you think so many people in the world are not perfectly happy with all that they are blessed with?
Do you think they weren’t happy at first?
But society jumped right in and said ‘NOPE, that’s not good enough, others have more, others are doing better, you should be better than them”
So, it gets stolen.
Not literally, but figuratively, happiness gets stolen.
How can you steal a plain wall?
You can paint all over it.
And guess who paints the wall.
Society hands us the paintbrushes and we do the painting.
We paint the wall and we paint ourselves.
It’s mostly black paint by the way
Black because black is the hardest to remove.
Society never goes easy on us.
How are you supposed to make a black wall, white again?
Chaos overwrites peace but peace can also overwrite chaos.
White to black, black to white.
But does one coat ever work?
Thats why I said happiness is plain, white, no dents, no scratches.
It is what we started with, before society dictated how life should and would work.
It is not easy to attain, but it is not impossible.
Happiness takes time. It takes a lot of soul searching, a lot of confidence and a lot of guarding that white wall.
Behind that white wall, happiness looks different to all of us.
For some of us there is money, fame, cars and gold waiting for us
For others it is family and a good friends.
For the unfortunate it is a plate of hot food and a roof over their head
For those suffering from a long term illness its a day with no pain.
For those living without a single person to live for or thing to look forward to it is death.
Happiness looks different on the inside
But on the outside happiness is a white wall.
A white wall we paint by ourselves, peacefully, without society telling us
“that we could do better”
That is happiness for me.