My stepping stones on the path to happiness


“On our excursions in the mountains, he always watched the birds flying freely, that was the only thing that gave him pleasure”. Those were the words of a good friend when she had recently lost her husband, he was only 50. 

In retrospect I can understand how he, like so many others, had become a victim of the delusions that we are conditioned to live with by choosing a life that didn’t allow him the freedom to be himself. He wasn’t able to pursue his genuine needs and wants because he sacrificed them in order to win the recognition and reaffirmation of others around him, his wife included.

How many other’s lives and relationships have been sacrificed to the need to satisfy delusions and egoism? How many of those mechanisms, that automatically alter our self-image, are fueled by social conditioning and erroneous beliefs that hold us captive in our own delusions.

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Is yours a Christmas Spirit?

It is early December and I am now snuggled in my cabin on the mountain, just having returned from my walk near the river surrounded by the enchantment of my beloved nature. It is during those moments, at one with myself, that I find the strength within me. Those moments I sense how blessed and grateful I am in my life, for my pleasant as well as trying experiences, conscious of the fact that without those difficulties I would not be who I am today.

From the afternoon I had wanted to visit my favorite plane tree. Seated on its roots with my back leaning against its trunk I harmonized my senses with my surroundings. In every cell I could feel thoughts and feelings surging that I was eager to share with you.

I heard the water singing its way along the river bed, like nature’s voice. I saw the bare branches of the plane tree reaching proudly for the sky as if to say: “Just look how beautiful we are even without our decorative foliage!” I could feel the cool damp breath of the winter atmosphere against my skin, stroking my cheeks. I was breathing in all of the aromas of the wet leaves and fallen branches which covered the soil. By my side was my beloved dog Santa, sitting motionless so as to not miss a single caress.

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Question Game

Around the world philosophies, religions and people talk about love. The word “love” is referred to as a state among couples.
But what does love actually mean?
How can we be expected to love someone else if we don’t actually know what love is?
How can we experience love for someone else if we haven’t first learned to love our self?
How can we love our self if we haven’t first discovered who and what we are?
Copy paste the questions into the comments and share your ideas!

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A new perception of animals

I have had the opportunity, or rather the blessing in my life to grow up with animals in our home. There were nearly always one or more dogs. Some were pure bred some were strays that I found on the street.

Every Easter, when we would visit a village, I also managed to befriend the lambs, kid goats and donkeys that happened to live there. My sister and I would bottle feed the lambs, and I would always care for any animal that I encountered. It was very common for my sister and I to wander about the fields followed by a procession of dogs, goats and sheep…

From early childhood I understood that animals have intelligence, emotions and personality. I had the opportunity to observe their reactions to me, as a human, but also their behavior among themselves. It was clear that they had their own social canons that governed their interaction.

I couldn’t understand why some people used phrase like: “Dogs are all alike.” Or “It’s an animal, it’s senseless.” Sometimes it made me angry that so many people seemed to have no respect for non-human creatures.

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Something old, something new

How much power do we expend, over months, days moments – due to the importance we give to our mental habits?

Christmas is coming so we are “obliged” to be cheerful, to exchange gifts and wishes, to meet with friends…

The New Year is coming so we are “obliged” to feel joyful in the face of a promised new hope, an expectation, something “new” and “different” to replace the “old” and “familiar”…

The holiday season comes and goes with dizzying speed, receding like a flood tide and taking with it all of the momentary glitter and magic. What remains however is a void and the return of the routine.

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