Happiness

What is happiness? Is it something to receive? Something to achieve? Does it come from outside of us or inside? Does it come from our relationships with others or being alone? No doubt we can find happiness in all of these situations, but what then is happiness? Happiness feels like the reason why we live, the state of fulfillment that when felt we instinctively celebrate and cherish. It is when things feel right, when they are stimulating in a positive way, when we feel in harmony with our life. Happiness can be like a goal that is achieved, or like an underlying contentment that transcends all experiences. Happiness can be in the little things, or in the great and momentous occasions in our life. Happiness can be experienced through the ways we connect, or through the ways we disconnect. It can be obvious and unequivocal, or it can be sought out in the hidden nuances. It can inform us of the meaning of our lives, and it can inform us of how we express ourselves to others. Happiness can be found in the silence within, and in the loudest dance party. But what is happiness? It feels only my own, but I can share it with others. And when I share my happiness it doesn't just double, it is exponential. Happiness is looking into the eyes of the ones I love, and looking at the night's sparkled dome. So what is happiness? It is not merely lacking what I don't want but having what I do. It is also having less wants and appreciating more. It is knowing what I have is the possibility of great fruition, of a life well lived, and the means to make it so, not just in my environment or in my body, but in my mind. It is also knowing that life is already a great fruition, and that its fruition whispers in the deepest place within me. Happiness is the world hugging me, telling me a great truth, that life from its fullness brings forth the fruition of my very being, that it was made for that, that I was made for that too.