“The creative mind plays with the objects it loves”
– Carl Jung
I recently visited the exhibit of Frida Kahlo at the New York Botanical Gardens. I took this picture of the desk where she painted. I imagined her sitting there looking around at her beautiful garden. I have many of her biographies and books that illustrate her work. The complexity and depth of her soul is in her work. I have different storage places for my paints, pens, pencils and brushes. These are among some of the objects I love. I see them as extensions of my mind and a creative source. All I need to do is walk by a vase full of paint brushes (the older the better) and I cannot resist the urge to create something. Sometimes I fall in love with what I have done and other times I put it away to look at again at a later time. It is my way of looking at things from a different perspective.
I took the picture but I also examined each piece very carefully. Each object had a spirit. Each has a purpose. Creativeness has a purpose. It was an amazing experience, almost surreal.
There are as many nights as days,
and the one is just as long as the other
in the year’s course. Even a happy life
cannot be without a measure of darkness,
and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning
if it were not balanced with sadness.
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After reading this quote, I thought about the things that make me happy and better still what I can do to be happier. I believe the secret is this: be unafraid of change, savor the moment when big things happen but be the happiest with the small things. Small events happen every second of the day that may bring a smile to your face.
Accept happiness unconditionally. Restore what childhood and youth provided for us which is the ability to see beauty in many things. Most of the time beauty is present in the small things. Happiness will sneak up on us and we must learn to keep it close by.
Thoreau said to “keep pace with the drummer you hear, however measured or far away.” That drummer announces the happy and the sad and there lies the balance we need. So like the song says, “be happy, don’t worry.” Happiness is never far away.
These are a few of the things that make me truly happy and not necessarily in the order they are in:
- waking up to a gorgeous sun rise
- watching the trees sway
- a child’s chuckle
- my grandsons’ smiles
- my daughter’s eyes when she is happy
- my son when he calls just to say hello
- my family
- my husband’s tender look
- a field of aromatic lavender
- when I observe someone being compassionate
- a conversation with my best friend
- knowing I have been helpful to someone
- cooking for family and friends
- listening to old records or CDs
- a crunchy apple
- a vase full of fresh cut daisies