Being happy is being in love ... always

Have you ever been in love? ... Have you been happy? 

Do you know how it feels to be in love? What do you think when you're in love?

Well that's what drove most like to be Happy ... and our happiness is complete  when that person feels the same for us ... and he/she  makes us feel it ...

Any obstacle is overcome ... we can exceed any situation  because we follow and chase each of the things or people that makes us feel good ... 


Have you felt the butterflies in your stomach? The involuntary sigh? the heart pounding? The need to sniff her/his photos on FB? You ignore what does not fit your image of ¨perfect¨? Do not mind her/his economic or social status? She/he is not skinny or fat is simply perfect? You can recognize and list those things that are incredibly sexy about her/him that nobody else has? You admire what she/he knows, what she/he is talking and you could listen for hours? 

The Secret of Happiness

Happiness is not a fleeting feeling ... we all know it and almost all long for .... It need not be temporary ... Happiness can last forever ...


Happiness is a state of mind which is manifested in our body ....When you are happy nothing can make you stop smiling internally and externally ... accompanying a warm feeling running through your body every time you experience what makes you happy ... looks like your happiness?


But what makes you happy? ... You are the only one who knows you ...


What makes me happy is to bite the bare feet of my daughter ... I love to do that ... I love it ... I love to see her reaction ... hear her laugh ... hear our laughter ...


Never mind how silly is that thing that makes you happy ... you just have to do is keep on doing it ...
JUST DO WHAT YOU LOVE TO DO ...
and if this seems impossible ... look at this ..... a secret ..... there is a shorter way to be happy ... remembering ... Recreate in your mind, your last happy moment and your body and soul react with the same warmth and smile ... spontaneously ...


What makes you happy? Think about it ... it is worthy ... remember the last moment of joy ... or choose several ... and voluntarily think about it one after the other ... one after another and start again ... if one or two memories .... or are twenty .... all are useful ...remember them one by one ... be grateful to have had those moments .... and the miracle happens ...


The very act of remembering can help you recreate ..... makes you feel good ... and feel it is only the first step to be happy ... The next step is
KEEP IN A PERMANENT STATE OF FEEL GOOD ...
Your mind will help you ... the more you get used to your mind and body to feel good ... most want to keep feeling good ... use your memory and your imagination ... are there at hand... are your treasure accumulated all these years ...


When you're not happy .... choose a thought / memory that makes you feel good ... and stay happy ....


Forget about all the complex descriptions to be happy ... Be practical and .... BE HAPPY TODAY

The Optimist Creed

I promise myself ...

To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.

To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person I meet.

To make all my friends feel that there is something in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.

To think only of the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best.

I promise myself ...

To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as I am about my own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature I meet.
To give so much time to improving myself that I have no time to criticize others.

I promise myself ...

To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words, but in great deeds.
To live in the faith that the whole world is on my side, so long as I am true to the best that is in me.

Christian D. Larson.

Modified by The Secret 2007

Our Greatest Fear

Today someone sent me this.. I could not help agree more... I am sharing this with you... Maybe you need it more than I do....

Our Greatest Fear —Marianne Williamson

it is our light not our darkness that most frightens us

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
people won't feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of
God that is within us.

It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.

—Marianne Williamson

¨All around the world ¨ could be just your very own home street

Yeap… I needed more help the last week and it came from another extraordinary-ordinary lady… She is from the other part of the world that I have always dreamt to visit…or to stay for ever (when I was single and without possessions)… I mean... India… Although she is not from my Herman Hesse - Siddharta´s India…but maybe from Aravind Adiga - White Tiger´s India  ....She has the kindness that any respectable Buddha can show to others…

She is gentle, beautiful and benevolent…but the most relevant and recent thing about her is that she had this premonition that I wasn’t very well one day… that sent me a text…just twenty minutes after the ambulance left home…

“Good morning Ilia. Just missed u at school…Hoping everything is fine with u guys. Have rest and enjoy the day!!!”

She could not have any clue about my whole emergency because I was literally “out of order”…and the next morning again she sent me another text that said...  

“Morning Ilia… I wanted to visit u yesterday… I had some intuition that something is n’t right at ur place… But then just dispelled bad thoughts… no worries take rest… This will pass too… Today I’m going for teaching now… try to see u soon… Take courage… keep rest”

And since then she has always tried to find some company for me in case I need something…

She is also my neighbour and she had almost every phone number around our street because she knows someone could need her help….

Thanks Jassu… you are definitely one of my favourite neighbours from around the world…

A black-eye... for real....

Reality can punch you in the face and you just keep on doing the same things without noticing the big black-eye Life has given to you...

Sometimes I forget how wonderful my normal life is... I just need to talk with extraordinary people who look just as ordinary ones... If I feel like doing so, I could talk to someone one morning and I would found out something amazing… They have more treasures in their lives that the ones I can afford or dream about... I am not talking about money, big houses or high education… (even though most of them also have that but they wouldn’t show off them around)… Their experiences are remarkable, vast and profound that I think I am not capable of having one of them in my life time and still alive... and there they are…. Those ordinary-extraordinary people are waiting for their children in front of my kids’ school… They are along with me waiting for our loved ones… maybe talking and chatting or none of that… just waiting… and there is me my whole me almost weeping for something so stupid like “I cannot cope with my family responsibilities. I am so tired.”...

One of them heard me so kindly and supported me so selflessness that I just can write this to let her know that I am very thankful for her help…

Thanks God for the opportunity of meeting you... Melissa....

Stories...

Reality has always interested me more than fiction ....



But I can not help it... too often a snatch character chases me ... desperately searching for his personality ... accompanied by their tortures, they draw their stories in front of me taking up all my time ... I can not stop observing them ... they forced me to interpret them ..... Being absorbed .. I have no choice ... Now I know that when they find their way ... they go finally away ...

Just because I'm terrified of having too many fiction people with their problems so stuck in my head... maybe and just maybe .... I´ll copy here some stories of the past and write others in the future ....

                maybe ...