Its celebration everywhere and festive mood with crackers going off every now and then on this Diwali day. I dont know how but I just managed to catch a bad cold. Relaxed on my bed, I immerse myself in thoughts - little lessons taught by my mom that supplements the Secret of happiness.
As a child, I remember always wanting more than what I had. That meant looking at other kids who wore Nike shoes, brought Cheese Sandwishes for lunch to school while I carried the traditional "Thayir Saadam with oorkai" (Curd rice with pickle), owned cricket bats that had Sunny Gavaskar's autograph and countless other things which I was envious about. When I went back to Mom to ask her to buy these for me, she would simply say - "Be grateful for what you have son coz there are many who dont even have what you have". She also encouraged me to share what I had with those who were less fortunate. Initially, I did not fully understand & follow what she said. However her principle never changed and as I kept hearing those words over and over again, I started believing it. Once I understood the power of gratitude and started to arrange my mind, YES - "ARRANGE MY MIND" - my life is surrounded with HAPPINESS.
Let me now share with you a lovely story that I read about "Arranging your mind".
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when I told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
'I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
'Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
'Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged .. it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.
'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
'Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when I told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
'I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
'Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
'Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged .. it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.
'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
'Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
'Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories!
'Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.'
Be thankful for and share what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never have enough - UNKNOWN
“Delight yourself first to delight people around you. Most importantly make your choice NOW”
Meet me at: www.gettingtodelight.com
'Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.'
Be thankful for and share what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never have enough - UNKNOWN
“Delight yourself first to delight people around you. Most importantly make your choice NOW”
Meet me at: www.gettingtodelight.com
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