Happiness is a small kitten sleeping peacefully inside a warm blanket.
A bird singing for the warm day as the sun shines long strained rays.
Sun streaming through lace curtainsThis icy winter's dayWarms spirit, hands, cat,All the tools that round me lay
In the former bedroom of a
Recently, I went through very unpleasant and difficult dental work, and the outpouring of kindness I received -- from my husban
I spend a lot of time subconsciously beating myself up about failing to do the things I should be doing.
Let urself go to ur heart.. to ur feeling inside..
A recurring theme on an online forum of which I am a longtime community member, is the j
As a Buddhist living in a Western country, I feel caught between two very different definitions of "happiness." Both traditions insist that happiness is something worth striving for, a li
So what makes me happy?
Happiness is small and comes silently, not with a bang, an introduction, or a parade. It does not come from things or people but around them.
During the Clinton years, I learned to drink Manhattans at the 500 Club, a Mission district bar in San
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