Do you ever stop and think about what would make you happy for a prolonged period of time? Not the “oh my God this crème brûlée is sooooo good” type of happy that dissipates right after the moment but the “oh my God I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t happy” kind of happy.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m not suffering through depression and sitting in a darkened room with a bottle of wine and a pint of ice cream. I just feel like there is enough things that occur in a day that make me not as happy as I would like to be.
I remember one day when I was commuting that I was overwhelmed with this creative flow. Everything I looked at was a piece of art. I wanted to photograph everything and then go sit at a piano and write music and then paint. It was an amazing feeling. In psychology this can be called the “flow” where you are completely immersed in something and at that time I was – all of creativity.
Of course it didn’t last. It was long gone by the time I made it to my desk but it made me wonder how I could achieve that feeling again (it may sadden you to know that I never have.)
I know a lot of time people will indicate getting rid of the things that bring you unhappiness will build a more happy life. Unfortunately the majority of things that can bring unhappiness can also bring happiness. I’m not going to get rid of my dog because she ate half a loaf of bread I baked (true story.)
So my goal is just to become more fluid and try not to let things bother me as much. That requires going against 49 years of muscle memory (you should see how quickly I transform into an angry individual while driving) and forming new neural pathways.
As much as I enjoy being a work in progress sometimes I wish we were fine tuning the edges instead of still revealing the sculpture in the granite.