I’m experiencing an abundance of happiness. I seriously could dance around the room like a Pharrell Williams video, singing his mega-hit song.
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I’m happy
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
I plan to revel in this lightness of being all weekend long and into next week. Joy needs to be appreciated, shared, and, whenever possible, expanded. If you’re into being a curmudgeon or grump, you might want to avoid my company for a few days.
Truthfully, I don’t have one solid reason for feeling this way today. It’s more like a combination of things, or perhaps a culmination. Remember a few posts back when I talked about the beautiful meme? In case you didn’t read it, to summarize, the meme suggested that we start each morning with the thought that it’s going to be a beautiful day. At some point, we should stop and say, “It is a beautiful day.” Then, before going to sleep at night, we need to look back and claim, “It was a beautiful day.” If we do that, and store up those beautiful days, down the road we’ll be able to look back and know that we had a beautiful life.
I’ve followed that meme’s suggestions every day. This practice has imbued me with at least some moments of peace, serenity and gratitude, whenever I pause for the beautiful acknowledgements. I’ve also taken time to appreciate the good things that occurred — big or small. The knee treatment plan, good phone calls with family and friends, completing some important projects at work, a better-than-expected report at the dentist, taking a long bike ride, preparing and enjoying delicious food, even the successful dyeing of a shirt and bra (fuschia!) for the upcoming 5 K Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk. Another happy moment – exceeding my personal fundraising goal for the event! I made plans today to spend time with friends that I haven’t seen in at least 15 years when I travel up to Jersey later this month. Fun!
It’s like one good thing just led to another and then another until I had a cascade of happy pouring into my heart and out through my smile.
Yeah, that sounds sappy, but I don’t care. I’m going to ride the wave and keep enjoying the feeling.
Honestly, I run into a fair number of people who thrive on complaining and appear to latch onto misery and upset. I choose to not focus on the negatives. I’d rather attract positive stuff.
So, picture me dancing around and acting like I’m a room without a roof.
Because I’m happy.
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