happiness
Happiness, defined; things that help you find happiness, keep it, and share it with others.
Pouring My Hart Out
The very first thing I do is use my trusty friskers to cut my canvas before stretching it around a wood frame nice and tight. Then stabling it so it stays nice and tight.Making your own canvases is the best since you can make it whatever size you please.
By Cameron Kitchen5 years ago in Motivation
Leaving the Corporate Job, Stumbling On Happiness.
I am waiting for the buzz of the alarm to go off. Waiting for the rush to start. The rush to prepare my food for the day. The hurry during my morning workout, the pressure to look good, to find the right outfit, put on a perfect smile and the badass attitude.
By Katarzyna Portka5 years ago in Motivation
The Path I Am On
When I consider the past, this is what I’ve found. I have seen many places because I get around. There are wonders little known, that I can only best describe as Road Runner brown rock under a perfectly pristine sky. As I drove among these boulders down a steep narrow road, a glimmer of blue appeared below, yet I never slowed. The glimmer grew into a sparkly blue stream so breath-taking and crisp, I thought it was a dream. The dream slowly turned to dread as the vision drew near. As I approached the water more closely, the road disappeared. I kept my pace descending steeply toward the vision, thinking that certainly there would be a collision. Heart in my throat, I continued to descend; then I was relieved that the road did not end. A bridge carried me over the most beautiful, blue flow toward the round, brown rock ahead and below. I have seen winter wonderlands, laced with dark, contrasting shapes. Of buildings poking out of the silvery snow and ice, as well as the trees on which the snow drapes. I have seen the magnificently inviting sea with its pockets of green and blue. So I jumped in to enjoy the tropics as the tourists and natives do. I have seen beautiful places and done amazing things. But people are more important than the things that I have seen.
By T L Smith5 years ago in Motivation
Happiness is a blank computer screen
When i think about what makes me happy, many things come to mind, I guess it all depends on where I am at the time, I haven't had a lot of happiness Im working really hard at getting back to where i used to be, before I experienced so much sadness grief and loss, When i was a teenager I carried a note book with me, and I had one special pen that I used to document ideas, poems and whatever else came into my head, I was always writing about something, I would sit alone on the grass in front of my house, sometimes i would stay there all day, thinking about how much I wanted to be a journalist or a creative writer, Maybe even get a story published, I was so picky about the things i would write that I would either take a pen and color it all out or just rip out the pages, I always felt that no one would be interested in my stories, Its just my thoughts and ideas, I had to realize that writing to me is my freedom, its my words and my writing, its what gives me true happiness and I would write day and nite if i could, If it was a job I would go with excitement, To sit in front pf a blank computer screen with the cursor blinking opens up my creative ideas, and then i have to figure out what i want to write about, Before we had computers I would hand write on college ruled paper, every space was full, Sometimes my hand writing would be neat, it would start off like that , then after hours of doing it, my hand would get tired and then my nice hand written printing would look like a monkey did it, I know that when i get a new journal and a new pen it makes me feel like a kid at christmas time, Its so easy for me to think of stories to write, and I sometimes make myself dizzy with all the ideas i have, I have just now got back into expressing my thoughts, I have had a pretty hard time since june2018, I had to experience someone very close to me literally waste away with stage four cancer, i was his caregiver and wife of 28 years, i lost a big piece of myself during those times, I had no sense of being and I became a walking zombie, I was going threw the motions like a robot, but inside I was really lost, My journals were empty and when i did find a quiet moment, the words i wrote were all about how i didnt know how I was going to get threw this life with out my spouse, I was scared and depressed, I would have every intention to write some, maybe a way to vent out my thoughts, i would stare and stare at the paper, so much that the lines would start to move, I hated that my mind was on shut down, I hated knowing that there was words in my mind waiting to become a poem or a short expression, I have always been very critical of my stories and I don't like to share with people, because I am afraid that they will tell me that it sucks or its terrible and I should give it up, For a while I had writers block, i would try to put my thoughts down pen to paper but i ended up just make doodles , Writing for me is the one thing that i have control of, I have become a different person with all the changes in my life, I feel like I can do what i want with out being told that i have no imagination and that my stories are boring, When i was in high school I took a creative writing class and was amazed on how the kids in the class, were open and friendly we all had great ideas and came together as a group, I enjoyed going to class . My teacher was always so willing to read my ideas, and she always wanted to read what ever i had, I felt very motivated to want to please her. When typewriters were still around I tried to be proactive and use one, For something that should be easy to work, I found that it was more work then just grabbing a note book and a pen and finding a place to sit, I am the happiest when i see how the pages add up and when it all comes together, I know that i am still a novice, But I have been writing since I was 10 years old and the good thing is, Writing stories is in my mind mini movies that no matter who reads it, uses their own imagination to visualize details of the story, that's why the book is always better then the movie, Like the movie Grapes of Wrath, and most of the Steven King books, I want to record all the thoughts and stories I have in my memory so someday my Grandchildren will understand who I was and know that this is what keeps me on task, keeps me from dwelling on things that make me sad, writing is my way of growing and staying alive, People do different things to stay happy, Writers are artists, Musicians play music to entertain, I think what i do is not a hobby its a lifestyle, Not everyone is going to like my stuff and that's ok, cause I write for me and I write to stay happy, focused and it gives me a sense of unlimited possibilities, I hope to find a way to at least write a short story and have it published before I get to old and run out of ideas,
By andrea mattarelliano5 years ago in Motivation
The Importance of Life
When we approach challenges in life we have a tendency of becoming overly fearful of failure and even when success is more probable than not we still find ourselves petrified by the ideal of it. Oftentimes I've sat back and looked at my life wondering the same things over and over again. It's a rat race of expectations and in order to be considered a productive member of society there is a mountain of things we must attain or else we are labeled less than worthy by our peers. Yet when we look at the reality of what is actually going on around us we begin to see that the one size fits all ideology of the American Dream is not actually a one size fits all notion in the least. Why should we continue to vie for something we cannot be, or will not be when we can take the proverbial bull by the horns and direct it toward what we should be and what would truly fulfill us?
By Sai Marie Johnson5 years ago in Motivation
The Beach
Whether it’s digging your toes in the sand, or collecting seashells while dodging small, coastline waves, nothing compares to the serenity you feel when you go to the beach. The salt air smell and the calmness of watching the waves, can make all the stress leave your body.
By Elaine M. Gallagher5 years ago in Motivation
The Book of Gratitude
Brittani was a 27-year-old living in Las Vegas, Nevada. She had been going through a tough couple of years and she had been looking for major change in her life. She had been struggling financially as well as emotionally and spiritually. Just the past year she was evicted from her home and was living somewhere that was not ideal. She felt low and like a failure. She desperately wanted to find a way to better her life and provide a better life for not only herself but for her three-year-old son, Sebastian. She had begun getting more into her spiritual side and using meditation and crystals to calm her and give her clarity while on her path to better herself. She had also began using tarot cards as a way to connect with her spirit guides as well as candle magic. She was very interested in magic and using her intuition to guide her. It has been helpful for her and she found herself becoming less stressed about life and calmer than she has ever been before. It had also helped her connect more with nature and herself. She was getting results, but not all the results she had wanted. Specifically, when it came to her finances. She still had her struggles with having financial stability and being able to live the life she so desperately wanted.
By Brittani Cary5 years ago in Motivation
