When the world doesn’t make sense, a dream shows me the truth. I had one last night that brought me resolution from the pain of many decades.
How do you recognise happy?
What does being happy have to do with getting what you want?
Some nights are a turquoise tango, some days are an orange solo.
Do you remember that place? A time when every emotion was a Picasso painting. A place where every feeling was in HDR.
I primarily left the corporate world because of the people. I couldn’t bear the idea of living the rest of my life, centered around pettiness and politics and that’s all I saw around me. I drifted gradually into more creative circles. I met artists, writers, musicians, actors, performers. I also…
I live a charmed life. I stumbled onto something I loved doing and that, coincidentally I was also good at. It happened late enough that I had had enough time to pick up an education and a world view so I wouldn’t grow up into a unidimensional adult. And it…
I usually avoid religious references. But what are myths but great stories of power? I picked Happiness for today. And there was only one character to portray its essence.
Watching ‘Silver Linings Playbook’ reminded me of something I keep forgetting – to do what makes me happy. It’s so simple. I keep letting myself get lost.
My smile is like a neon lightLighting up all aroundAnd drowning out all elseBrilliance in personIt says, “I’m happy!” Yours is like a candle flameA single flicker in the darknessEnveloped in a warm embrace of shadowsGentleness personifiedIt says, “I make you happy.” And you do. *Read my other Love Poetry….