The happiest people I know have one thing in common. They never compare what they have with what someone else has.
They don’t focus on what is missing. They focus on what is there.
Their success is defined by how much they helped someone else, not by how many things they have to show for their effort.
I also know people, successful by some standards, who are downright miserable.
I sat at a dinner listening to a few recently. They need more of “this”, else they won’t reach “that”. They will not be happy until they acquire “that” car, go on “that” vacation, live in “that” neighborhood.
I felt incredibly sad for them.
Don’t get me wrong. I am all for goals. Goals are important and we all need small victories to put in our pockets each day to keep going. But, goals that represent the accumulation of “things” seem vacuous and somewhat pointless.
You don’t come into the world with anything and cannot take anything with you.
It is pretty awesome to live in a big house and drive a luxury car. Or vacation in the southernmost tip of South America or the splendor of an old estate in Spain. But the comfort these things provide is always temporary if you haven’t decided that you own your joy.
Because once you own it, no one and nothing can take it from you without your permission.