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red-room-well-red's picture
Jan.05.2010
Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote that "Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you." Last week, we asked Red Roomers to blog about happiness. Whether they agreed with Hawthorne about happiness's elusiveness...
cynthia-carbone-ward's picture
Jan.05.2010
I am writing this at 2 a.m. in a room that is filled with moonlight. I couldn’t sleep, so I crept out of bed and found my way to the sofa, laptop in hand. Through the front windows I can see the familiar outline of the hills and a sky so bright its shine is cast in rhombus shapes upon the walls and...
nathan-carriker's picture
Jan.02.2010
 I'll buy that we all enter this world naked, but penniless? No. A lucky few will never again be as cold, hungry, or alone as they are in those first moments. They live with every material need met in advance, and yes, many disgrace their family names in ways that seem to repeatedly prove the...
jake-jamili's picture
Jan.02.2010
just a word, but a bit confusing kind of feeling.it's like being hated for what you are and loved for what you are not.
j-conrad-guest's picture
Jan.02.2010
I’ve always been a glass seven-eighths empty personality. While my mother battled Parkinson’s disease for 18 years, I watched as, in her bouts with depression, she spent a small fortune on clothes, jewelry, books and knick knacks for the house. While these purchases brought her temporary pleasure,...
douglas-r-keister's picture
Jan.02.2010
“Say Cheese.” That’s what us photographers do when we want someone to paint a smile on his or her face. A smile, it seems, is the easiest way to convey happiness. But what really makes us smile? What are the ingredients that are needed to produce a genuine smile? My parents were particularly fond...
j-conrad-guest's picture
Jan.01.2010
I’ve always been a glass seven-eighths empty personality. While my mother battled Parkinson’s disease for 18 years, I watched as, in her bouts with depression, she spent a small fortune on clothes, jewelry, books and knick knacks for the house. While these purchases brought her temporary pleasure,...
nancy-etchemendy's picture
Jan.01.2010
I haven't done anything with Red Room's writing prompts in the past. None of them have moved me to action. But this week's does. I know something about happiness. What I know is hard won and hard to communicate. Let me try. Some years ago, I became badly depressed. I was still fairly young...
renee-mallette-cota's picture
Jan.01.2010
I used to refer to my happiness as “my sparkles”. When I am at my happiest I get visuals in my head of sparkles, sunshine and rainbows. If I were to paint happiness it would be a myriad swirl of pinks, blues, yellows and greens. Butterflies flitting over flowers and fluttering away on a breeze....
dennis-k-biby's picture
Jan.01.2010
Looking over my left shoulder at decades past I see marriages, children, puppies, non-wife soulmates, one-night stands, debau... well, let’s not go there. Over my right shoulder I note graduate degrees, professional respect, nice cars, fortune, and entrepreneur success. All that lies over either...