Live a Life You’re Happy With
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about death. Surely we all do. Not like some active form of thought because the idea is such a depressing one we’d rather push the thought to those corners of our minds visited only in pensive moods. A depressing inevitability. Is there anything worse? So depressing we’d rather go around living life like death is not a surety.
Death. The finality of it. The sheer audacity of it. To tear us away from all we hold dear and all we push far without a care for our plans. In most cases it’s such a sudden thing and as such brings with it the comedic form of sudden happenings.
Comedic in the sense that our grandiose plans for life can suddenly be broken in a matter of moments to a state no one really knows. Because as much as we have faith in our religious ideologies, who are we to say conclusively the nature of the afterlife. Existence to me is one with as much an esoteric beginning as it has an ending.
Over my lifetime, I have lost loved ones and seen people around me lose loved ones too. One thing this has drawn me to is the importance of keeping in view those who I cherish as well as living my life in an unapologetic but humble manner. Why live life on other people's terms when I can be gone soon and their opinions of me would matter no longer than my last breath?
Bearing this in mind, at this stage in my life one of my most important goals is the pursuit of happiness. I’ll paint you a picture. Imagine floating on a landscape. This landscape has numerous gas-filled holes. Some of these holes push you higher (happiness) and some suck you in (sadness). Surely you would want to encounter the holes that pushed you higher.
Now the interesting thing is you know what holes these are. Things like seeing your friends and family happy. Being in situations where you’re able to let out loud unguarded bursts of laughter. The holes which suck us in would be poisonous emotions like envy, hate, or the need to seek validation from others.
An example of this is how friends of mine have constantly relayed to me their reservations on beginning a project simply because of the fear of the acceptance of others. Because as social animals we always find the need to validate our ideas by a means of other people's acceptance, but that becomes such a limiting factor when it becomes the bane of our existence.
For me, I say be selfish with your happiness by taking on as many experiences as you can without the need for validation. Without the need to sign anything off. Without being pressured into things that you otherwise wouldn’t do.
Live your story like the main character and we’re all on the side. And what an honor it is for us to be on the side. Live it unapologetically and fully while keeping in mind that death is an ever-lurking shadow in your Hollywood blockbuster. For what is a beautiful story without an ending?