Is happiness something that we are born with and keep in our hearts and minds throughout our lives, or is it something we strive for, with ever beat of our hearts?
This is a question that comes up on a regular basis, but it should be a natural occurrence for all of us, no questions asked.
But there are times when we lose sight of what we want and the happiness in our lives slowly slides away, until all we see of it is a glimmer, and a very tiny glimmer.
These are the times when we need family and friends to step in an help show us the path to happiness, and to where we should be.
We can’t always stand on our own two feet and expect to keep a smile on our dial, day in and day out. And we may not ask for others to help return our smile. It’s is really up to those ones close to us to and know when our happiness has left the building.
The biggest question is, do we all really deserve to be truly happy, or are some of us destined to feel pain and sorrow throughout our lives?
There are days when we can see far across the ocean and everything is as clear as day. And then there are other days when no matter how hard we try, everything is about as clear as mud in a beer bottle.
During these times of non clarity we tend to lose sight of the future and the direction in which we want to head, making us doubt our own minds.
It’s not always easy to pick ourselves up and keep going, and we sometimes need a swift kick in the arse to jumpstart us into action. And wherever that kick comes from, it shouldn’t really make much difference. As long as we get going once again.
Most times we are kicked back into action by a family member or a close friend, and without these people in our lives we would easily slip into a rut and head down a slippery path of no return.
It’s those people we need to keep close to our hearts and minds, not just in a time of need, but whenever possible, as they will be there to help us through thick and thin.
This is normally a question a parent would be asked by a young child. But not always the case. It’s something that crops up in our own minds in times of need or a low point in our days, or our lives.
We think we are put here for a purpose, and when we are unable to fulfill that purpose, we feel as we have let others and ourselves down.
So when we reach a point and look back and think where did it go off the rails and it went so wrong. That’s what you see from your perspective, but othera still see all that you have done and all your achievements. What we see as failure in our own eyes, others see as success and achievements.
These are the times we need to listen to those around us, our family and friends and take in their thoughts on how we are truly travelling.
Just because we think we are off track, it’s the way we see it, and definitely not the case. We need to learn to believe in ourselves, and we will achieve what we were born to do on this earth.
Sitting and waiting in the doctor’s office gave me time to think of the past few months and what they meant to me and how I’ve changed due to my cycling accident.
Physically I haven’t changed all that much. I’m a little less flexible right now, but physio and rehab will get me back to a point where I was before I was hit by a car.
Mentally is a different story altogether I think. I have my good days, as well as some bad days. Small things set me off and I know I tend to get upset and angrier at things that would have never bothered me earlier in the year.
It was when I was lighting the fire, something I can do with my eyes closed and one hand tied behind my back. But this time was different.
The paper lit easily enough, as did the cardboard. And then that was it. The kindling refused to light and I lost the plot. Not just a few choice words, but a full dummy spit.
I sometimes need to admit to myself what happened has changed me. But I hope that most of the changes are for the best.
All I can do is continue with my rehab and hope that all the pieces fall into place before I really lose the plot.
Time will tell…
It’s all too easy to give up when the going gets tough. But as the saying goes, the tough get going.
This is always easier said than done, but it doesn’t mean its not possible. With some dedication and lots motivation, there are very few situations that can’t be overcome.
As was the point as I walked through the Alfred hospital trauma centre during my last visit. I noticed a young man walking on crutches, the bottom half of his right leg missing. A car or bike accident perhaps? I don’t know as I didn’t stop him to ask.
By the way he moved, it made me feel he had accepted his injury, and it was not going to stop him from getting on with his life.
This is also the case with many athletes who have overcome major injuries and have continued competing. Perhaps not in the same sport they were in originally, but they have moved on and continued with their lives as best as they can.
So what disappoints me is when I hear other people complain and whinge about how they are hurting from an accident, or from other injuries. These are the people who want to be wrapped in cotton wool and have everything done for them. They want the world to feel sorry for them and want nothing but sympathy.
These are the people who need to dig deep and find the motivation to move forward. It won’t be easy, and there will be hard times. But it will be better than sitting on the couch and moping about their situation.
We are all dealt a hand of cards, it’s up to us to decide how we play them.
Every day has been a struggle for the past 3 ½ months. Just getting out of bed Involved help from others and more effort and energy than I had. But I got up and out of bed every single day, no matter how much I wanted to lay there and feel sorry for myself. And there were a few of those days.
But I have to admit it became a little easier with every passing day, but still, there were days when I had to push myself physically and mentally just to start the day.
Even once I was out of bed, I still had to muster up enough motivation to get through the days. Sometimes just a short walk seemed out of my reach, but then I would think of the end goal, and I would get off my backside and do what I needed to do to achieve my goal.
My goal may be a long time coming, but that won’t stop me from getting there. Even though I have to dig deep at times to push past the part of me that won’t budge.
Motivation is something that drives each and every single one of us. It makes us want to better ourselves in so many ways, to forge ahead and continue with what drives us and what we want to do, or become.
Some of us have an abundance of motivation, day in and day out. And they have very few days when they don’t strive to do their very best. But what happens to those people when they succumb to the lack of drive, even for just a single day?
They ride it out, and i know that from personal experience. It may not be easy, but the other option is giving up, and that, is not an option.
It doesn’t mean we won’t fail a few times, but the desire and motivation we have been born with will get us through.
This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time.
This movie quote from Fight Club makes me wonder how many people realise what’s happening to them with every breath they take.
Yes, they are getting older, and some are actually getting wiser, while others take every second as it comes their way. Which in some situations is the best way to do it.
But as for others, the very thought that their lives will come to an end, makes them shiver all over and then crawl into a corner and sob uncontrollably about what’s to come.
We all die. There is no way around that. No other options are available to us right now. So let’s deal with death and make the most of the time we have while we are alive and kicking.
We don’t have to do crazy things in our lives to make the most of it. Skydiving, bungee jumping, swimming with sharks, or leaping over tall buildings in a single bound. They all sound great, but aren’t necessarily required to live life to the fullest.
The simplest things around us are more than enough to make our lives worth living. Family, friends and even our pets are all there for us to share each breathing moment with.
The smile you get back from your partner as you enter the room. The joy your children bring you, day in and day out. Even though it may not seme that way, they really do bring joy and happiness.
The old saying about slowing down and smelling the roses really does have some merit.
Let’s slow down and enjoy every second we have and live our lives to the fullest. It’s the most we can do for ourselves.