How I think of happiness and depression

The happiness path is a narrow unseen one-man-width path on a ridge of a mountain. This path runs on all mountains of the world, sometimes passing through cities, other times through villages, and other times descending by the sea, running even through caves and depths of oceans. It doesn’t matter where in the world you are, there are always many ridges crossing through that place. 

When you feel light and clear and happy without any particular reason, you know you are on a ridge of happiness. At times the path may seem wider enough to accommodate two or more side by side. In truth, a few individual paths happen to go parallel, at a small enough distance apart.  

And you walk it, content and free. Things get interesting when you reach an intersection. Here you are, in a big piazza, a center of happiness, where people meet other people, your happiness meets someone else’s. Here is where you get to play with others.

Now here there two possibilities of events:

1. You don’t know a thing about staying on your ridge while exchanging feelings and information with another. 

2. You have learned your lessons, practiced sufficiently and got a strong step on that ridge of yours. You are, in this case, not easy to get knocked down or sidetracked from it (even if it happens, you can catch yourself fast and quickly, get back on your feet and climb right back). 

It is of value to keep in mind that other people do not mean to knock you down, do not mean to see you unhappy (with a few exceptions, of course, who are what we call “clinical cases”). Other people simply don’t know, or if they do know a little, they have not practiced enough to achieve “strong happiness feet”. They easily stumble and fall, they get distracted, they chase all kinds of mirages (ideas of happiness from interacting with others). 

On your happiness ridge there is always a clear sky, bright sunshine, flowers and trees all around, birds, butterflies, bushes with sweet fruit, and all other things that bring you delight. 

On your happiness ridge you don’t want anything, you don’t need anything, you simply walk along, stop for a bit to smell the roses, pick and eat some delicious blueberries, admire an amazing land or sky scape, then continue forward. For two or more people to walk the same path, they must walk one in front with the second one and the others following.

However, the slopes of the mountain are treacherous territory but also full of all sorts of things, big and small, pretty and ugly, stinky and perfumed, and so on. Let’s just say, a lot to choose from and bring up with you on your happiness path. Some bring stuff they like, others bring stuff they dislike, according to their orientation or general mental disposition.

There are seven levels of terraced land, the middle one is wider and called Hope Terrace. The last one is the pit of depression. 

From depression to happiness is a long (or not so long, depending on how fast you are) climb and one must pass through all levels, one at a time. Now, if you can acknowledge your progress, you know and constantly remember where you are heading, every step of the climb is a reason to celebrate. If you don’t know where you are and what you can do, or if you just give up because you think it’s too far away and pointless, then everything you do is just an (seemingly) infinite succession of the same small climbings and falling back. 
But, regardless of who you are and how much you know or don’t know, here you are. Let’s say here you’ve climbed enough to reached a Health Center. It’s a place where you can stay to repair your wounds you’ve acquired through all your falls, failed attempts and fights, regenerate your cells, replenish your energy level, remember the things that you’ve always found delightful, learn how to (successfully) climb towards your happiness and train to stay on it or quickly get back. This center can be found on the middle terrace called Hope. 

Yet, you don’t want to dawdle for too long at the Health Center. Your happiness ridge is still a little higher up, calling to you. 

Spirituality for Fun ~ Andreea Garden, July 2016

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