The photos and the prose in this post will go together
about as well as the two words in today's title.
(Google "lawnmower contemplations" and you will find nothing!)
You see, lawn mowing, as with most farm chores, is relatively mindless.
It is during these chores that my guinea brain is free to wander...
sometimes traipsing into the philosophical world.
Yesterday's voyage took me deep into the subject of happiness.
I thought I would share some musings with you.
It seems that so many are in a constant search for happiness...
and the next best thing, place or person that might provide it for them.
If happiness were dependent upon our circumstances...
(those tenuous states of life that are constantly subject to change)..
then happiness for all of us would be fleeting,
and for some, unattainable.
and for some, unattainable.
And yet... it isn't.
To me, happiness is not a "mood"...
although we can "feel" happy or sad at any given moment.
although we can "feel" happy or sad at any given moment.
For me, true happiness is the realization that each and every day is a gift.
(All of us has a finite amount of days...and we never know how many we have.)
For me, the gift of a day brings with it the responsibility to make it the best day possible.
Comments
If it's the same amount of work why not choose happy?! And yes, if we chose to be happy because of circumstances most of us would not be happy because there is always something that can bring ya' down.
Have a happy day!
I can't mow because I am dangerous to myself and others on a mower, but I have heard many people say that they find mowing to be a very relaxing pastime for them.
I guess there are all kinds of happiness.
xox
Hey, did you freeze your sauce in Mason jars? How did that work? My daughter had a couple jars break on her in the freezer.
xo Kris
Hugs, Noreen