The Pursuit of Happiness

Happiness can be pursued in two ways:
— through quantity, in space-time;
— through quality, in eternity.

Our world turns around the pursuit of fake happiness, based on the common criterions of being happy: footballers, TV showgirls, money, physical appearance, health, and intelligence seen as knowledge of many things…

Pursuing this kind of happiness is a mirage, as it’s unattainable by definition. Let me explain why: if my being happy depends on a social status, on what I possess, or on someone who loves me, right the moment I lose these I stop being happy. So my life becomes an ongoing search for external fullfilment, a search for situations that will allow me not to feel my inner emptiness. But since we are all “condemned” to an eternal and adamant happiness, our evolution goes through accepting and overcoming that inner emptiness.

This doesn’t mean that the kind of happiness that comes from the ego’s satisfaction is wrong, but it’s destined to disappear. When we realize that the satisfactions that come through quantity is evanescent, because it depends on space and time, we will start looking for that kind of happiness that is free from space and time.
It’s therefore essential that we get continuously disappointed from fake fullfilment, that only temporarily fills the hole.

What is a disability? For instance, in our society being blind is considered a disability, because it’s included in the “unhappy circumstances”. Disabled people, according to our diseased minds, are unlucky people because they can’t be footballers or showgirls!

A blind mand and a person in a wheelchair are no more competitive in the system!

Often, they think the same about themselves, so they feel unhappy because they cannot compete anymore within the society’s rules… maybe they try everything to be competitive again, to be like the others again… and yet the others are the real losers.

We usually feel sorry for disabled people, because we see them as living a second class life, resigned to live an unhappy life, without that kind of happiness that comes from appearance!

Nobody even considers that disabled people may be forced to look inside themselves more than anyone else… until they find where true happiness lives, true “inner ability”, the one that does not depend on any space-time circumstance. They may realize that they are “able to live” more than the others – in the Here and  Now – and see that the total inner disability belongs to those who believe themseves to be the able ones and dare feel sorry for them.

Our life is the best we can have, but we have to see it under a new perspective, within the evolutionary paradigm, that goes beyond the dichotomy of lucky/unlucky. Being blind, for instance, not only brings you a deeper vision about the meaning of life, but it also gives you a sharper sensibility, and a totally different way of “seeing” that will accompany you across you whole soul existence.

In the whole soul existence (that lasts millions of years), spending a life as a blind person is like spending, in the current life on Earth, one day blindfolded! It’s hard, but you know it will be over tomorrow.

What do we take with us when we leave the physical body? We can’t carry love, tenderness and compassion in a bag, but we can get in the afterlife WEARING these superior emotions. The tenderness we experienced will become our body and subtle senses. If on Earth we have forgiven, in the afterlife Forgiveness will be in all places and people around us, but if we haven’t, even in Heaven, flowers won’t smell of Forgiveness and people won’t emanate it.

Heaven and Hell are just representations of the person we have been on Earth, of the qualities we earned with our experiences, the mistakes we made, and the qualities we refused to develop. Every second, Life teaches us the lessons we most need. If we live a life totally alone, or we need someone who looks after us 24/7 because we are sick, we can be assured that, in our next lives, we’ll be the first to help those in need. We would have developed a sensitivity that other people will never have.

And yet we tend to see this kind of life as unlucky!

Imagine being paralyzed in a bed and being only able to move your eyes…
Think about how many things you don’t take for granted anymore…
Think about how many things you can’t say anymore…
We used to go on and on talking nonsense, and now we can only hope that someone asks the right question, because we can only answer a yes or a no.

Can you imagine what abilities you can develop in these conditions? Are these people really unlucky? A month… a year… ten years in a hospital bed and the meaning of life becomes so clear!

A stroll in the hospital’s garden is like a stroll in Eden!

When will we stop needing to descend in life’s Hell in order to be able to see its Light?