How often do you stop to observe the play of shadows on a wall, the intensity of the sky at noon, or the still sharpness of air in the morning? How often do you feel flooded by the ecstasy of these experiences?
Happiness is the capacity to enjoy the daily sounds, shapes, and textures of life. It seems like a simple thing but it’s not always easy to get to the point where the barrier we erect between ourselves and happiness can recede.
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Can you train yourself to be this way or is it a spontaneous result of everything that’s going around in our lives? Can one be materially miserable and yet stop to observe the play of shadows on a wall?
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