I know your saying… Wait! Wait! Wait! Isn’t that what we have all been reading this stupid blog for. Yes, we know its good to be happy. We’d like very much to be happy and we thought you were going to tell us how to do it.

Ooops! Even though I have probably taught this lesson to clients, and written it in very righteous newsletters, on some level at least, I just got it.

Being happy is actually good.

Being happy is good in and of itself.

I previously related to my happiness as a necessary thing to complete my life’s mission or to be good mom. Being happy would make me more efficient, better at stuff, more worthy of the side affect of enjoying myself.

I thought that growth, evolving, releasing fear, making an impact was what it was all about. Change of heart, being happy is what its all about. All of those things may make me more effective at being happy.

With this change of perspective, happiness changed. With all this attention she puffed up and expanded into her potential or something closer to her potential. Where happiness was once about being in a good mood now happiness is about enjoying a bad mood. If being happy or lets say experiencing joy or pleasure or freedom or Love is the name of the game, if I am going to be successful at life I had better get masterful at experiencing these thing no matter what.

In life lots and lots of terrible things happen all of the time and the very worst happen inside my own head. While there is a lot to do about this in the long run, lots of potential healing. I know I want a quick fix, not decades of therapy. Quick fix – be happy about not being happy.

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