Kristina Gallo's Blog - Posts Tagged "principles"
The grass is not greener on the other side
Did you ask yourself, which kind of people is happy? People, who have everything? Beauty, money, power, happiness in love? How many times you were envious of a neighbor with a fast car and sexy wife, that you wanted to be in his place?
One day you heard the other side of a story. Wife was cheating him, he had car’s accident and he owes money to some nasty people who beat him. Then you were thinking, I am not rich and my wife is average looks, but we are a great family. So I love my life and I would not be a neighbor’s place, never.
That is the answer, you are happy when you are grateful. Your gratitude is key to happiness. Happiness is an individual event. I see my friend who is pregnant, and this is her happiness. I see my sister with her 3 children, that is her happiness. I see myself and husband on New’ years eve and this is our happiness.
Is it true that grass is greener on another side? We might use a magnifier to compare ourselves with other people, but the question is, how could that kind of lifestyle match to us?
My friend recently made a joke about register box. He said that society is big register box, with a precise plan, how life should it look. Job, marriage, children, death. Some people are frightened cause they must follow register box. Here is neighbor A, he is married, with two children. Neighbor B thinks that she must have 2 children because he is an advantage toward her. What neighbor B doesn’t know, is that neighbor A found a mistress. His register box is failed by an unknown human, a mistress. What will be if mistress decides to ruin his marriage, his perfect job, two cute sons and elegant wife? Neighbor A found dynamite which might explode overnight.
We are captivated by other lives, in a way that we like to compare ourselves with colleagues, neighbors, peers. Look at prom anniversary, how many people will go there just to show their success and make jokes about others who stuck in some trouble. I also compared myself with woman I used to know, a long time ago. Maybe I was envious, I don’t know. Then I found out some things and I would not change my lifestyle for all her money. I even imagined myself in her skin, and it did not fit me. I am a free bird with mine principles, and the only register box I believe is the one I created.
So, when you see that people provoke you or attack you, and you have no idea why they admire you indeed. You had guts to kick that register box and make your own world, where is comfortable for you. They still stuck in forced society, with their own will. There is no worse feeling than a statement that you live in kind of prison, in a cell .
Your guard is a personification of all people who told you: ” What will others think of your life?” In such way, a guard holds the key of your happiness. You are not independent mind, you are guarded by invisible authority, cause your fear is bigger than your free will. You let others choose instead of you. Ask yourself, do you live a life which you chose, or you live life accord register box?
The grass is not greener on another side. The grass is just different, and it might not fit into your garden, between your roses and tulips.
One day you heard the other side of a story. Wife was cheating him, he had car’s accident and he owes money to some nasty people who beat him. Then you were thinking, I am not rich and my wife is average looks, but we are a great family. So I love my life and I would not be a neighbor’s place, never.
That is the answer, you are happy when you are grateful. Your gratitude is key to happiness. Happiness is an individual event. I see my friend who is pregnant, and this is her happiness. I see my sister with her 3 children, that is her happiness. I see myself and husband on New’ years eve and this is our happiness.
Is it true that grass is greener on another side? We might use a magnifier to compare ourselves with other people, but the question is, how could that kind of lifestyle match to us?
My friend recently made a joke about register box. He said that society is big register box, with a precise plan, how life should it look. Job, marriage, children, death. Some people are frightened cause they must follow register box. Here is neighbor A, he is married, with two children. Neighbor B thinks that she must have 2 children because he is an advantage toward her. What neighbor B doesn’t know, is that neighbor A found a mistress. His register box is failed by an unknown human, a mistress. What will be if mistress decides to ruin his marriage, his perfect job, two cute sons and elegant wife? Neighbor A found dynamite which might explode overnight.
We are captivated by other lives, in a way that we like to compare ourselves with colleagues, neighbors, peers. Look at prom anniversary, how many people will go there just to show their success and make jokes about others who stuck in some trouble. I also compared myself with woman I used to know, a long time ago. Maybe I was envious, I don’t know. Then I found out some things and I would not change my lifestyle for all her money. I even imagined myself in her skin, and it did not fit me. I am a free bird with mine principles, and the only register box I believe is the one I created.
So, when you see that people provoke you or attack you, and you have no idea why they admire you indeed. You had guts to kick that register box and make your own world, where is comfortable for you. They still stuck in forced society, with their own will. There is no worse feeling than a statement that you live in kind of prison, in a cell .
Your guard is a personification of all people who told you: ” What will others think of your life?” In such way, a guard holds the key of your happiness. You are not independent mind, you are guarded by invisible authority, cause your fear is bigger than your free will. You let others choose instead of you. Ask yourself, do you live a life which you chose, or you live life accord register box?
The grass is not greener on another side. The grass is just different, and it might not fit into your garden, between your roses and tulips.
