Reading The Happiness Project by
Gretchen Rubin, I've been inspired to start my own. I'm not going
to call it a project though. To me, the word project connotes a
daunting, maybe-I'll-do-it-someday kind of task. A project is also
something cut-and-dry, something you can check off a do-to list,
something you can dissect, quantify, and ultimately understand. I
think happiness is bigger than that. Happiness is, at least in part,
a matter of the spirit, and therefore contains an element of the
metaphysical, the mysterious, the divine. (I'm suddenly picturing the
end of How The Grinch Stole Christmas with all the Whos singing and
holding hands.) So, rather than accomplishing a project, I'll simply
be exploring happiness. I want to really think,
experiment, and write. And hopefully, I'll make a few discoveries
along the way.
I've come up with 10 areas that I think
are relevant to my current happiness: spirituality, relationships,
developing a mothering heart, contentment, kindness, humor,
remembering the good, replacing unhappy thoughts, and exploring
interests. I'll focus on one each month (I meant to post this on the
first of the month). Maybe I should have included an “overcoming
procrastination” goal. :) There is also a conspicuous lack of a
health-related goal, although I believe strongly in its importance.
Maybe it just seemed like too much of a given to be interesting. But
it may find its way to the list eventually (note: all things subject
to change). And for the last area, exploring interests, I'll actually
be tackling one interest per month (e.g. cooking for August, poetry
recitation for September, etc.), culminating in the final month.
I also want to periodically post about
sources of happiness and obstacles to happiness. Like I was getting
at above, I think happiness is big and complex and can't be boiled
down to a simple list of “good” and “bad.” But I want to
explore (there's that word again) these experiences (e.g. What is it
about shopping that makes me happy? Why is having a dog worth
cleaning up the cat-poo-throw-up mess? Why do I often leave social
events feeling sad? Etc.)
And finally, unlike Rubin, while I
don't feel the need to justify the value of this endeavor (I think
that “man is that he might have joy” and think most people would
agree), I do feel the need to spend a moment on sadness. My goal
here is not to eliminate sadness to attain a forced, inauthentic, but constant, level of “happiness.” After all, there is “a season
to weep” as well as to laugh. And these not-so-happy feelings represent a valid piece of my emotional make-up. (I love when Gandalf
tells the hobbits at the end of Return of the King, “Not all tears
are an evil.”) I'm hoping to make some distinctions between the
sorrows that are natural and, yes, good, and the unpleasant emotions
I trap myself in simply out of habit or because that type of downward
spiral has become the path of least resistance. I feel
convinced -or at least hopeful- that I can retrain some of those
patterns. That I can find ways -from the simple to the profound- to
be happier now. And isn't that what everyone wants? So let's start exploring.The good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, the real. Ready,
set,...go!
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