A Path Called Me

Tag: happiness

  • Spring

    Couple holding hands walking under pink cherry blossom trees on a sunny day

    Spring arrived, and with it, I felt my heart come back to life. I didn’t even realize it had been quiet until I noticed this warmth in my chest.The moment I became aware of that feeling was deeply beautiful and stayed with me.

    Spring has always been my favorite time of year—I love watching the trees and flowers bloom. It starts with tiny buds, and with each passing day, more and more green appears, as if the world is gently waking up.

    This spring feels especially meaningful because of what’s changing inside me. I feel like I’m coming back to life, like I’m being born again—not from the beginning, but with wisdom I’ve gathered along the way. My heart feels alive, it wants to sing and dance all the time.

    I know now that I’m ready to love again. Until recently, I was learning how to love myself, piecing together the parts of me that were lost when I got hurt. Now I can see that the walls around my heart have fallen, and light has found its way in. I’m ready not only to love myself, but to love life, to embrace everything around me. And most importantly, I’m ready to love someone else—to fall in love, share my heart, and be loved, cherished and appreciated.

    I’m deeply grateful for this, because love has always been at the center of my life. It feels good to return to the wisdom of my heart, because it knows what truly matters. Yes, it’s a little scary—but it’s also exciting.

    I’ve always believed we are meant to share our lives with someone—not just family, but that one person. To love deeply, peacefully, and passionately all at once.

  • Joy

    I used to think that I needed to be happy to feel joy. It seemed impossible to be joyful when I thought I wasn’t happy. But I realized that’s not true.

    A while ago, I was in the hospital, very sick. Even though I didn’t feel happy, there were so many moments when I felt joy. I came to understand that joy and happiness are not the same—joy lives deeper, beyond moods or circumstances.

    It seems like everyone is searching for happiness—I was one of those people. But I’m not anymore. Because one day I’m happy, and another day I’m sad or exhausted, yet even on those days, I can always find something that gives me joy.

    When I’m sad, my daughter has a gift for making me laugh—and in that moment, I feel joy. When I’m exhausted, I feel joy when I lie down in bed and my body can finally relax. That’s an amazing revelation.

    Every day, even on the worst day, there’s always a small moment of joy. I collect those moments now, and every night before I go to sleep, I think about them. And that makes me feel happy.

    So I guess we can be happy or unhappy—it’s just a choice and a matter of recognizing what’s in front of us at the moment. I used to live without knowing that it’s okay to laugh even in the most critical situations. We came into this world to live joyfully and to experience life.

    There’s no one in this world without a wound or a scar. But that doesn’t mean life is only bad. It just means we’re human. Those hurtful events make us stronger and wiser, helping us make better decisions in the future.

    The truth is, somehow we remember the good times and joyful moments—at least I do. When I look back on my past, I see good and joyful memories. There’s no reason to dwell on what wasn’t good.

    I surround myself with happy pictures and positive people, and there’s so much joy in my life now. If I find myself slipping into negativity, I know it’s my job to change that. It’s not about what other people do or what’s happening in the world—it’s about me, my thoughts, and my choice to seek, find, and see joy and miracles everywhere I look.