Modern society conditions us to believe that happiness is a destination we arrive at: the promotion that will wash away all our problems, the new car that will make us feel good, the freedom we will obtain from leaving a 9–5.
So we now live with this idea: “When X happens, I’ll be happy.”
Despite having it all — the job at Google, the close-knit friends, the jet-setter lifestyle — I was unhappy, and I didn’t know why.
So I reverted back to ancient teachings and arrived at the realization that happiness is not a distant island we must travel to, happiness is a place we already live in because happiness is found within us.
Happiness a deep-rooted rose of contentment that you carry with you everywhere you go — and you are the one who chooses whether or not to water it every morning upon waking up.