clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
~rabindranath tagore
monday happy to you m’loves. it is a scrumptious, rainy, cold monday morning here in southern california.
these are my most favorite types of days, the drearier and damper….the happier the katie.
mr. tagore’s quote is a lovely antidote to the virus seeming to permeate much of society.
{in my humble opinion}
sometimes i have to check myself and make sure i’m not standing in kandahar, and not newport beach, with the way some of the people complain around here.
no, life is not perfect. it’s messy, it hurts. we’re not supposed to be happy every single second of every damn day.
last year i started reading the happiness project, a book that has swept the nation. four chapters in had to give the book away, although in retrospect i should have just trashed it.
happy? that’s a whole lot of friggin’ pressure. what about grateful? what about responsible and principled? i don’t think our grandparents were walking around during world war ii and the great depression concerned about “happiness”. but they seemed to cope and behave much better than us yahoos.
yes, there is a lot of pain and sadness and SICKNESS.
i. know.
but there is also a lot of beautiful. it’s what we choose to hone in, lock our lasers on, and fire our hearts at.
oh and back to the rain….there was a bit of this nonsense on the soggy, morning walk.
nothing like the smell of wet dawg to christen a cozy, warm house.
monday happy to you m’loves!!!
Amen Sister!
couldn't agree with you more! just breathing and being thankful for being alive…. is enough
love this katie–talk about pseudo sisters, we even have the same blog title today! i'm at a place where i can't agree more about all of this–it's enough that things are beautiful, right?
xo mary jo
I can't believe it's raining in SoCal and not in SoFla… beautiful and very inspiring post!
Would it sound strange if I said that I thought some of the greatest beauty in this world is that it is imperfect but that we can work to change it? We do go chasing happiness like it's some rich movie star, convinced if we could only nab it, we'd never ask for anything again. But I'm with you: gratitude and principles are much more important. I'm working on a little novella right now and I confess — it doesn't have a happy ending. But that doesn't make it sad. I think it makes it beautiful.
Agreed, agreed, agreed. I always think about my grandparents (and their generation) when I am disappointed because of my own "great" expectations. I like to think that they didn't expend tons of energy focusing on happiness and self-actualization. They were putting food on the table and raising the kids. I like to think that things weren't treated as such a "big deal" back then.
i can't help but laugh, with tears in my eyes- i through that book out! lol
you and i are too much alike.
AND i just adore this post!
xoxo
threw! i meant threw it away. ; ) lol i laugh because i think back to the book "the help". argh.