I love to ask people 'What does happiness mean for you?'
Most people have never thought about this question.
People often start with 'the whens.'
When I retire
When I have the mortgage paid
When the children are set up in life.
But truthfully, happiness doesn't live there.
Happiness lives in a moment.
Happiness lives in a beautiful sunrise or sundown.
Happiness lives in the sweet smell of a cake baking in the oven.
Happiness lives in the comforting hug of your best friend.
Happiness lives in that moment when you look around a table at those you love breaking bread together.
Happiness lives in the simple things.
But this is what I have learned about happiness.
We have to pay attention.
Otherwise we miss it.
I will not 'see' the beautiful sunset if I am thinking about the dishes that I haven't done.
I will not enjoy the comforting hug of my friend if I am thinking about how long it is since she came to see me.
I have to Be Right here, Right now
It takes practise to do this.
It takes support to do this.
So that's why I wrote the Happiness Book a daily guide to help you pay attention to the happy moments of your life...to help you answer the question 'what does happiness mean for me?'
You can download your copy of the Happiness Book here today.
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An afternoon among the women poem
Growing up in a white world
When people say genealogy is boring
Anger and Truth
Where do you come from?
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Mammies for Mariage Equality
Aw go on, say YES
Homeless in Ireland
When wide sky opens poem
I love my work
Celtic New Year
This small house
Rhythm & Rest poem
The Hidden Self
The Lonely Road
Kerry Pride 2013
Letting the Light in after Loss
Letting go is hard
Pick up the phone
Her name was not Magdalene
Do what you love doing!
My small granny
Praise the child and boil the dishcloths
My invisible brother Michael
I don't want to be Irish anymore
Alone on Valentine's Day
I love my country but I am not blind
Truth no. 2
How we tell the Truth
From Clare to here
Mother's Day is bittersweet
I will not be part of that
No Blacks No Dogs No Irish
Thank you for the days
Baby Marion Howe
My Irish Identity
When my Mam was dying
Violence against women
Take back your power
Draw the line
My small granny and other stories