"The decision to be happy is the only possible one. Or we die a little every day in every way."...my two lines poem.
A friend of mine says "I don't really know if I want anything other than happiness and love."
I was all smiles. Because, don't we all?
Why are these two items such highly valued commodities? And why are they so rare?
Well unlike the laws of economics I am disinclined to think that the value of these two intangibles is in general dependant on their rarity.
Rather these are indisputably common feel good factors, which everyone has experienced, and therein lies their value.
Simply speaking, You Feel Good.
Loving and being loved.
Giving and receiving happiness.
Even the homeless beggar or hungry street urchin has had his rare moment of love and happiness.
And yes, here conversely, the law of economics applies.
In individual instances, the rarer the occasions one has experienced happiness and love, the more one values it.
So how do we create purchase or manufacture love and happiness?
By valuing it highly of course.
Like the exorbitant prices of one tenth of a gram of gold, or ten points of a true diamond, we need to weigh and rejoice the teeniest tiniest smallest share of love or happiness that falls our way.
Value it, celebrate it, return it.
Pay it forward. Let it grow. Cultivate it.
Now sit back relax watch it multiply. Much like a few ancient loaves of bread and some long gone fish.
Love and Happiness.
Not your passive "Get". ( ☺ Using a little Pidgin English.)
Love and happiness.
Intangibles not commodities.
Love and Happiness. Acts of Will.
Love and Happiness.
Action words that need to be put into motion, and lived.
Love and happiness. Now.Smiling at you bravely.
But you're living. Breathing. Thinking. Feeling.
Being.
You're it.
Love and Happiness.
Life.
Live it, like there's no tomorrow.
See life as children do. Pots of gold at the end of every rainbow and frogs in your pocket whenever it rains.
Kiss goodbye.
To lack, want and scarcity.
Collect a pebble or climb a mountain.
There you have it!
Panting exhausted thirsty and joyful.
Happiness flowing in unstoppable liquid crystal from a waterfall.
Quench your sweet thirst.
And lovingly hug whoever stayed by your side, and bravely scaled the rock face with you.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016.

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