All of us thinking of how to find a happiness. Some found it in favorite work, others in their darlings! Others look for it or, without having found give up and live by an inertia.
The third make the life of themselves miserable unnecessary freight of thoughts! You remember the immortal movie of Milos Forman One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest? One of the patients, the old man infinitely goes on: I am tired, tired, tired! This is a dwelling of mentally sick person: actually he was tired of own notions of compulsion!
Like this madman some of us suffer from the fact that drag unnecessary freight. It is freight of bricks which is dragged voluntarily! This burden reminds senseless work of Sisyphus who was lifting a stone on the mountain, and the stone was rolling down again and again. It consists of persuasive memoirs which dazzle with your last mistakes and haunt you! All make mistakes, nobody is perfect! In the commitment to excellence we try to erase all undesirable episodes of our life or to correct them. But it is necessary to forgive even yourself!
Otherwise we assimilate to the hero of the novel of Stefan Zweig Amok. He having made a mistake in life haunts himself and makes the life miserable for himself and for others. At the end he finishes with suicide.
And you know in what the reason of it? The reason is that we were taught everything, but not love and respect to ourselves! Sometimes we have to love ourselves, spare our thoughts, be able to distract from them! Don’t be a slave of your desires, dominate over them!
Just look around! How long you didn’t admire by the marvelous beauty of the nature, a unique sunset, fascinating murmur of water, a charm of women, twitter of birds, squeal of children? The prince Andrew from the novel War and Peace of Leo Tolstoy lies on the battlefield of Austerlitz with a banner in hands, and his eyes are directed in bottomless blue of the infinite sky. Napoleon passing by, seeing the prince Andrew with a banner in hands delightfully says: That’s a beautiful death!
But the prince Andrew doesn’t hear him, he is surprised: how he didn’t see so blue and bottomless sky earlier? And Napoleon, his idol seems so miserable on the background of this bottomless sky!
Remember: thousands who confined to the bed of unfortunate would dream to be on your place!
My elder brother was dying in my parents hands. His last words were: Mom! I can’t say you good – bye! He was only 13!
Look at a peaceful sky over you and rejoice! Because in there are places where bombs fall on women and children where the brutal fanatics blow up themselves and others! Where not joyful squeal of children, but crying over their killed mothers, children, fathers is heard! My God, what’s happened with you!
And you are busy with the insignificant problems which aren’t allowing your ego to begin to live happily! Release everything! Forget about today and tomorrow! Feel today, here, and now!