I had an amazing day today. Wait, correction, I had an amazing week. I don't know what it was about it, I only know that I've been reflecting all day at how blissfully happy I am. I feel on top of the world right now, and I'm loving life.
I think my mood is not because of the fun and eventful days I've enjoyed; rather, I think it's due to simply my attitude on the world around me. You see....I think I finally figured it out.
The key to happiness.
Life isn't perfect right now, and there are still so many unknowns ahead of me. School is crazy and hectic, my friends are getting married left and right, I still don't know what I am going to do after May, and my love life seems as fruitless as tree in winter...yet, I am happy. I am positive. Why is that?
A year ago I did not feel this way. I was getting ready to move back to Florida and take a leap of faith that would end up dropping me in a hole. I was stressed, lonely, and a little lost. I had lost sight of who I was...I was angry and sad. I was different.
Yet now things have flipped a 180. My circumstances are still not too different, but I as a person, am. I have finally figured out that I control my journey. It's true I don't have much say in the obstacles that are thrown in my way, but I still have control of my wheel. I don't know where the road will go, but I'll take it in stride and cherish every moment. Because, I have learned that the outcome of my life is entirely dependent upon the energy I give to it. I can chose to sulk and cry "ah me", or I can hold my head tall and say "Bring it on". I can choose to bear every event, good or bad, with a hopeful and confident attitude, for I know full well that things are never as bad as they seem.
The difference between the successful and the average is this: the average take what they're given and let it change and define them. The successful take what they're given and then they change and define IT. They are the makers of there own lives.
That's the key. That simple truth.
Happiness is dependent on Me.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
There is no place like Home!
After a long day of traveling, I finally landed on my home ground and walked out into the beautiful Florida night. I hardly have the ability to describe the ecstasy and relief I felt upon seeing my brother pull up in our familiar red Altima. Nor dare I try to explain the peace and joy I felt being once again in the state I love.
Home. There is something sacred in that word, some unidentifiable element that evokes such feeling and emotion in the soul of the one who utters it. To me, it means love. To me, it means sanctuary.
Please, do not misunderstand my meaning. I enjoyed the two weeks I spent in the winter valley of Salt Lake City. I will always cherish the rare and priceless memories I shared with dear friends, family members, and loved ones. I laughed and reminisced with some, cried with others, and learned lessons through it all. I will not soon forget the trip.
But, to be home. To walk the familiar halls of my family's dwelling, and to hear the sounds of those people I love most....it takes my breath away.
You may think me over-dramatic, but then I say you do not know my home. You do not know the souls of those whom I call my family, nor have you sensed the almost holy spirit that dwells within these humble walls. This is my world, my everything. These people have stood with me with unwavering loyalty. These walls have sheltered me through all storms. This place is my fortress. These souls are my greatest allies.
It has only been two days since I came back, yet the peace and happiness I have felt rivals that of all the feelings of the previous two weeks combined.
Truly....there is no place like home.
Home. There is something sacred in that word, some unidentifiable element that evokes such feeling and emotion in the soul of the one who utters it. To me, it means love. To me, it means sanctuary.
Please, do not misunderstand my meaning. I enjoyed the two weeks I spent in the winter valley of Salt Lake City. I will always cherish the rare and priceless memories I shared with dear friends, family members, and loved ones. I laughed and reminisced with some, cried with others, and learned lessons through it all. I will not soon forget the trip.
But, to be home. To walk the familiar halls of my family's dwelling, and to hear the sounds of those people I love most....it takes my breath away.
You may think me over-dramatic, but then I say you do not know my home. You do not know the souls of those whom I call my family, nor have you sensed the almost holy spirit that dwells within these humble walls. This is my world, my everything. These people have stood with me with unwavering loyalty. These walls have sheltered me through all storms. This place is my fortress. These souls are my greatest allies.
It has only been two days since I came back, yet the peace and happiness I have felt rivals that of all the feelings of the previous two weeks combined.
Truly....there is no place like home.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Huh....guess I did learn something
The roller coaster continues...As my good friend put it last night "Life dosen't cease making you live it". Just when I think things in my life are going my way, and settling down, Heavenly Father throws me a curve ball. I guess he just likes to keep me on my toes. I'm sitting here, alone at the computer, with only my thoughts to keep me company. Such has been the pattern of the day. As I ponder upon the events of the last few months, and even the last year, I can't help but wonder when these things will work to my good. When will the lessons I have learned reward me?
I realize; however, that I have learned from my past. The trials I faced almost a year ago, have impacted me and I realize that there lingering calouses have blunted the pains of today. I am stronger. I am wiser. I am different. Experiences that once would have dragged me to an inch of destruction, now barely cause me to trip and kiss a small sting. Horrible as my past was, discouraging as my present has been, I know that all will be well. I know that I will not be moved. I am a product of my experiences, and they have made a more stubborn, tough, relentless individual. They have simply driven me to have high expectations and low tollerances.
Some may say these new attributes are undesirable, too harsh. I boldly dissagree. Was it not a prophet himself that said "When I was a child I thought as a child, and spoke as a child, but now that I am a man I put off childish things."? Well when I was young, and inexperienced, my ideas and opinions of the world were overly opptimistic, and far to saturated in romantisicm. Now that I have a few hard years under my belt, I have given up these childish idealistic dreams. I understand the world better, and am thus prepared to handle what it throws at me.
I still believe, I still have hope, and I seek to find meaning and happiness in my life. But no longer do I believe that my life will play out like a fairytale. This is not my lot. Maybe one day the Lord will change that tune, but until his all knowing hand reaches out and alters the course of my path, I will face the challenges of my story, head on. I am not the damsel in distress. I am the heroin. I am my own savior. And with my God at my side I need not wait for life to send me a lucky break. I will make it the hard way. I will weave my own success, despite the adversary's tries to thwart me.
This have I learned, that I am the author of my own happiness. That I control what I will become. I choose to rise in the tourent of adversity. I choose to believe it will in the end, be for my good. I have learned. I have learned.
I realize; however, that I have learned from my past. The trials I faced almost a year ago, have impacted me and I realize that there lingering calouses have blunted the pains of today. I am stronger. I am wiser. I am different. Experiences that once would have dragged me to an inch of destruction, now barely cause me to trip and kiss a small sting. Horrible as my past was, discouraging as my present has been, I know that all will be well. I know that I will not be moved. I am a product of my experiences, and they have made a more stubborn, tough, relentless individual. They have simply driven me to have high expectations and low tollerances.
Some may say these new attributes are undesirable, too harsh. I boldly dissagree. Was it not a prophet himself that said "When I was a child I thought as a child, and spoke as a child, but now that I am a man I put off childish things."? Well when I was young, and inexperienced, my ideas and opinions of the world were overly opptimistic, and far to saturated in romantisicm. Now that I have a few hard years under my belt, I have given up these childish idealistic dreams. I understand the world better, and am thus prepared to handle what it throws at me.
I still believe, I still have hope, and I seek to find meaning and happiness in my life. But no longer do I believe that my life will play out like a fairytale. This is not my lot. Maybe one day the Lord will change that tune, but until his all knowing hand reaches out and alters the course of my path, I will face the challenges of my story, head on. I am not the damsel in distress. I am the heroin. I am my own savior. And with my God at my side I need not wait for life to send me a lucky break. I will make it the hard way. I will weave my own success, despite the adversary's tries to thwart me.
This have I learned, that I am the author of my own happiness. That I control what I will become. I choose to rise in the tourent of adversity. I choose to believe it will in the end, be for my good. I have learned. I have learned.
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