Well the truth is I haven’t been happy lately. There, I’ve said it.
If happiness were a wagon, I would have had a definite “falling off” experience lately.
It happens that sometimes I become overwhelmed with life. It all seems to come crashing down on me, in one big heavy heap.
In these moments, I feel like I’m not coping. I feel like I can’t go on. I feel like there’s no point to going on.
It’s not a happy place. If happiness were the colour yellow, I would be down the opposite end of the bright spectrum, somewhere in the deep gunmetal greys.
But here’s what I’ve learned: Those dark moments pass. They don’t last forever. In fact, these days they pass quite quickly.
And I’ve also learned this important thing about those dark moments: I can weather them with a skerrick of dignity and grace. This is important.
I don’t have to make a bigger deal out of them than they already are. I don’t have to throw fuel on the fire and to turn them into a big drama. And I don’t have to call attention to them. They are part of my private and authentic experience of life.
I am happiest when (#30)
I am sharing my story. Earlier this year I had the incredible experience of participating in a documentary focused on my story (you can read about it here). This was an incredible journey on so many levels for me. I loved being the focus of the story, I’m quite comfortable and enjoy being centre stage. I also loved the focus on the issues of consumption and how our consumption patterns affect our lives. I believe in the power of the conscious consumption message, and was thrilled that a creative documentary film crew wanted to focus their collective and considerable talents on exploring this issue. It was also a highly creative and collaborative experience which was nothing short of fantastic for me.