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I am happy
2010/02/02 09:43:35瀏覽221|回應0|推薦1


Most of time, the question “Am I happy?” always occurs in my mind. Maybe it’s because there are too many worry-ridden moment in my life and I want to grasp the rare joyful moment to savor or balance my soul.

Am I happy?
Definitely yes!
I am happy when I possess something.
When I spend days and nights copying something for my families, I feel I posses the time, money, and wit.

I am happy when I get some bargain.
I am doubted less a compulsive bargain hunter. It’s not only the jingle-jangle shopping spree but also the sense of abundance that aggravate my rapacious desire for shopping. Maybe it’s a compensative therapy for the complex of my poverty-stricken childhood.

I am happy when I produce something. I feel great sense of achievement and security when I produce my English writing or finish a task. After numerous discouraging disasters from my families, lots of common activities are too expensive and luxurious to me. I am resolved to invest my every moment and energy on something beneficial and advantageous to my families. The heavy sense of crisis and insecurity contribute to my stoic-like philosophy about my life. As a result, only when I produce something could I feel soul-enriching.

I am happy when I give something. No matter they are encouragement to my students, lovely hug to my honey, money to my families, or a kindness to a stranger. I feel virtuous when I give.

I feel happy when I dress myself up. I gain a mysterious power when I dress myself up. Especially overwhelmed by the relentless pressure and high-strung state, I need a therapeutic dress to refresh myself. The glorious make-up and dress cover my gloomy mood.

I am happy when I …..
I am sure there will be more and more things to make me happy from now on as I am aware of the mortality of every life. The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbis of old put it this way:" A man comes to this world with his fist clenched, but when he dies, his hand is open."

I will lose everything finally so why I have fixation about every emotion. Happiness is not to posses but within us. Happiness is meaning of life. I should be never too busy for the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.

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