How do you define happiness? I was catching up with an old friend and I was explaining how my life isn’t exciting, but I’m very happy.
I don’t go out. I don’t get to travel anymore. Shopping sprees and friend outings aren’t in my life. But, I’ve found contentment. I’m realizing that contentment, for me, is happiness.
Excitement is what a lot of people think happiness is. I sure did when I was younger and never stopped to think about it. It’s really just the opposite.
Yogis call it pratyahara. When a person meditates to the point they know the outer world feelings, senses, self-talk, anxiety, etc. is not who a person is, then our inner world can experience pratyahara — happiness from within.
Too deep for a Monday? OK. What do you call a guy lying on your doorstep?
You’re welcome. Have a great week!
Let me show you my latest major fail. I have a candy eating habit that is wrecking havoc on my health. (I am borderline diabetic.)
So, I see the picture of fresh dehydrated strawberries on Facebook and the claim that these taste BETTER than licorice. Better than licorice?? Not possible.
Three days later, I have a pint of strawberries on a pan per the instructions and four hours later this is what came out:
Yuck. I did not spend the time to peel these strawberries off of the parchment. And they weren’t even that dry.
The recipe said these could be stored for four to five weeks in an air-tight container. That would be so nice — if it worked.
Please tell me this happens to you too!
Summer is over and I’m ready for Fall. Stews. Mashed potatoes. Fireplaces. Crunchy leaves.
I’m worn out by taking advantage of the nice weather to be active. I sound lazy but enough already.
This Fall, I have plans for cleaning out closets, opening windows, and long bike rides. One thing about living in an apartment, I don’t have all the yard chores I used to have. What will you be doing this Fall?