Do you really want to be just happy?

If happiness was all you desired in life, the most straight forward path to it would arrive through becoming a Buddhist monk. It has been studied extensively how these individuals rewire their brains towards happiness. It doesn’t require owning fancy cars, having a great career or creating a tight-knit family. It’s a change of the mind, not the stimuli.

Yet this is well known now and I don’t see increasing numbers of individuals trading in their day jobs for meditation. Why aren’t the streets filled with simplified individuals who have shaved their heads and don red robes?

It might just very well be that people, especially western people, don’t want just happiness. It seems to be a lesser priority, almost an afterthought. In fact, attaining happiness seems more like an embodiment of attaining everything else. But all these worldly affairs interfere with finding happiness. How can you be happy when your job is filled with pressure, your kids aren’t doing their homework and your house needs expensive repairs?

Apparently, our lives are driven by something else. Something that’s a lot less defined and more complicated to attain. And yet, so commonplace. We’re all going a million different places, trying to plug the leaking holes that keep filling our lives with everything but happiness. It’s all about the rat race and zero sum game. The cycles of life and its rollercoaster thrills. The love and drugs. We’re in pursuit of happiness, in our expensive luxury SUVs. Or so we’d like to think.

Honestly, what do you really want? Is it really just happiness? Or is happiness just the cherry on top to garnish all the other things you want?

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