Harvesting Happiness: Making Wishes Come True

Before you think of Cinderella and the three fairy godmothers, lets think about how many times do we think about what  we want or what we wish for.  

I want, I wish, and only if are some of the phrases we use to describe an ambiguous point in our future when we will  have what we think we need to be happy about. In the present moment, we are left feeling unfulfilled. 

We are living with a sense of longing for a brighter future.  We are hoping to change our current situation so that we can finally, finally be happy.  And what are the things we need to be happy? A relationship? A new home? A new car? A new job? There are many, many requirements we have; to be in the state of happiness. How long are we going to wait until we decide that we are happy; whether or not our life changes to meet our expectations? Quite possibly our expectations are blocking the road to happiness.  After all, we can be happy right here and right now if we choose to be it.

Our H-Factor, or our happiness factor, is not dependent on external circumstances. We live in a material world where success and status is measured by the quantity of material possessions we acquire, and this persuades us to believe that we will find happiness through acquisition of possessions. We spend many years of our lives acquiring the things we think will bring us happiness. Of course, there can be great enjoyment and pleasure in material belongings, but beneath it all, this is not the source of our happiness. Our happiness comes from a deep and untouchable place within us. When we stop seeking the answer to our happiness from the outside world, we realize that happiness is a state of being that exists within us. All we need to do is to find and have faith and thus make a choice.  We can choose to be happy.  We ultimately find our happiness within the inner sanctum of ourselves.

Is it really that simple?   I would say "Yes". What say you?

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

Spring had definitely arrived  with some glorious afternoon sunshine

 which made it a pleasure to be out in the garden. The daffodils are out in full bloom...

 p/s ... this pic (captured some time ago in a park) and this remarkable poem reminds me of the Land of the Roses in early summer - happiness is always in the air when having to enjoy the semesters break after all the "ordeal and turmoil working and moving like zombies"  to  and fro - hostels-classes-libraries...students' routines.