Well I failed on my own challenge for yesterday. Instead of being creative, I stayed in bed until the late afternoon, and then basically did nothing. I’m quite sick, so that is my excuse. But I suppose not every day can be a success—though I hate the feeling of wasting a day. Also, disclaimer: following is a bunch of late night, sick girl rambling. Feel free to skip right to the challenge, I won’t be offended!
I very rarely watch movies. They often make me feel like I have wasted two hours of my life. But today I was in the mood to cry, so I watched a movie that my mom suggested. Has anyone seen the Fisher King? It is the story of a guilt-ridden man and his attempt to free himself from the guilt by helping a homeless man. It is strange and intense and did make me cry. It also made me think about guilt, the crazed, love, and the strangeness of happiness. Happiness is an emotion that is so very affected by one’s psychological and mental state. I know a girl that is unhappy in whatever situation she is in—nothing is ever right. Yet the homeless men in this movie are able to be happy scrounging for food and talking to the fantastical ‘little people.’
I think the majority of life is spent chasing happiness. I think people do things like search for a lover or a better job until they get to the base level of happiness—the one that they could handle living at. Then they spend the rest of their lives in an attempt to reach that next level, the one that they think will make them even happier. I think everyone has a different base level, a different spot that they can accept settling with. It seems that the homeless characters in this movie have reached that level of minimal yet acceptable happiness and are content with staying there. They’ve found happiness and then they stopped searching, stopped chasing. Maybe we could learn something from them? Something about contentment or finding happiness in every circumstance. Maybe we are the crazy ones—always searching from something that we could find with an alteration to our psychological state.
I once got a fortune cookie that read ‘Stop searching forever, happiness is next to you.’ I kept it in the back of my cell phone for years. If you’ve read the About section of this blog, you’ll know that contentment is something that constantly defies me. I tried to used this fortune cookie as a reminder—one that the homeless men in this movie certainly don’t need. This is something I definitely need to work on.
Well now I am rambling and not making much sense. At least I didn’t get into my thoughts on guilt. As an ex-catholic, I’ve certainly got some of those! Anyways, here’s the challenge.
Challenge #20, January 20, 2011: Be happy today. Find good in bad circumstances. Smile if you want to frown. Tell yourself today is a happy day, and make it that way.
Cheesy? Maybe. But sometimes I like it that way.