Sunday evening and the pursuit of happiness.
I have spent a spectacular thirty minutes or so on my PhD this weekend! I did however mail The Professor my results from our latest analysis which we will discuss on Tuesday so that at least is progress and it is moving. The book fared better. It has seen 1500 words added this weekend so I am pleased with that.
Someone commented to me this weekend that they considered my motivation in life to be the pursuit of happiness. Contentment. And they are right. Happiness for me comes in moments. If we get enough moments we can string them together like little fairy lights, sparkly and beautiful and out there to be seen and appreciated. It might be the fact that it rains leaves at this time of year. In the most amazing colours. That makes me stop and stare. It might be looking at someone we love and catching our breath because they are so beautiful to us and we just cannot believe they are here with us. It might be standing in my (ironically named) sun-room and listening to the rain beating down on the skylights. A beautiful sound and one that makes me appreciate my warm home. It might be gazing into the fire and having a moment of utter contentment as my mind stops for that short time and I am absorbed by the dancing light. It might be the making of plans and the building of a future. It might be enjoying a moment of stillness in a busy day and life. It might be counting your blessings. Life often brings beauty and it often brings sadness. It must all be participated in. It’s the little things.
Things I am grateful for today.
- Unexpected visitors.
- A fire on a cold night.
- The wisdom of my 6 year old.