What, in your opinion, is the absolute best thing in the world? Money? Fame? Power? Sex? Chilling out with your feet up watching Netflix?
If you ask the happiest people in the world what the best thing in the world is, they’ll tell you one thing:
The best thing in the world is sharing happiness with other people.
And the best thing about that? You don’t actually have to have anything in order to share your happiness with other people.
You can throw out your credit card, kiss goodbye to your high-flying job, lose everything, and you will still be able to share happiness with other people. Because happiness costs absolutely nothing. It’s free. Like air. And just as important.
It’s funny how people focus on the wrong things in life.
Unenlightened people spend countless years chasing superfluities. They’ll do anything to get what they think they want. They’ll work their asses off and sell out to make money or to get fame. They’ll act selfishly, thinking only of themselves as they chase some illusive dream. In their quest to keep up with the Jones’s they’ll pillage anything that’s sacred for some materialistic superfluity.
Look at Donald Trump. Sold his soul for power. Probably because Trump thought the best thing in the world would be being the most powerful man in that world. But look at Trump. And tell me. Does he look happy?
It’s mind blowing how some people genuinely think the world’s number one most important thing is money or power. They dedicate themselves to the pursuit of money and power. And then they go and get that money or power only to realise that it’s not what they thought it would be, and that they’re still not happy.
Did you know that suicide rates are higher among the rich?
Do you know why?
Because most rich people spend their entire lives trying to keep up with one another rather than having the guts to live their passion and to do the things that truly matter deep down.
People like that are terrified that they might slip below other people in terms of wealth. They spend their lives trying to keep ahead of each other.
Spending your life trying to beat oher people is a terrible way to live.
Scientific research has proven that living your life in an attempt to keep up with other people is one of the main reasons why people end up killing themselves (source: BusinessInsider).
Why is it so unhealthy trying to keep up with the Jones’s? Because it carries you away from your truth. You spend so long tying to be better than other people that you forget what actually matters to you. And then when you get money and power you realise that that wasn’t what you even wanted in the first place, really. And worse, when you look back you realise that you lost sight of what matters and that it is painfully lonely at the top.
Trump, again, is a great example.
Does anyone actually care about him as a person? His wife is clearly with him for money. His kids are more worried about increasing their businesses than having genuine relationships with him. He has no one who actually cares about him on an individual, person to person level. And so he is unhappy. And his answer to that unhappiness? Trying to get even more power and even more money. It’s dumb. Painfully dumb.
The opposite of this are poor people who are happy. They know that it is better to be poor and happy than rich and unhappy. And they know that happiness has nothing to do with wealth.
These people are the enlightened ones. Oh, they might not be the richest. They might not be famous. They might not have the best jobs. No, they don’t have those things. Because they spent all their lives thinking about other people and helping others. They are the highly sensitive empaths who know that compassion is the most important thing in the world. They are the ones who give everything not for themselves but for other people. They are the most important people in the world. And the happiest.
Why are they (we) the happiest? Because they (we) know that when it is all said and done the most important thing in the world is having someone to share your happiness with.
It’s about family.
It’s about friends.
It’s about love.
It’s about compassion.
That’s what matters at the end of the day.
That’s why, when I grow old and tired and my legs don’t move without aching, and my voice trembles when I speak, and I have to squint just to see someone’s face, I will know that I did everything I could to help people in need, and I will remember all the times I laughed, cried, smiled, and shared moments with other people, and in that I will be the happiest, and the richest person alive.
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