My daughter, Amy, wrote a post on Opednews.com about the “pursuit” of happiness. It reminded me of an observation I made when I was in the Peace Corps in Venezuela. We lived in an extremely poor section of the town. The people had enough to eat, but by our standards, little else. And yet, they were not unhappy. The children played in the streets with each other and whatever was at hand. There was a feeling of community and friendship. It was not until television sets became more available and people started to see what they were “supposed” to have and to want, that discontent arose.
In the US today, the simple pleasures have long disappeared. The cost of living in our society with all of its “pleasures” is so high that we are constantly under the stress of maintaining our lifestyles…enter credit…and the rest is history.
Joy is a state of being. Pursuing happiness is like a donkey chasing a carrot on a stick. Always slightly out of reach.