Happiness.

I'm happy today. My youngest has packed up and moved off to make a new life for herself with her partner in a new town. She's arranged a job transfer through work, they've found a lovely house to rent while they look at other options, and she has finally cut the ties with the old so-called friends here who were holding her back.

I'll miss her, but this is the best thing she could have done.
 
BTW, how thick is the book? :scared:

Not very. Hardly 300 pages, though it's more a collection of research papers than anything else, that demonstrate very well the living performance and picture of the brain and how it is, and can be, shaped by chemicals - as well as specific thought patterns and activity.


Ah, happiness. There are so many ways to describe it in my case.

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But then again, it makes me happy when I dare to do the exact opposite - not getting drunk, not choosing to join FB, and stuff like that. It makes me feel more unique.

Control, especially the use of will over events, circumstances or people, makes us feel empowered, and therefore brings us the opposite emotion of fear, distress, frustration or helplessness. Empowerment activates the centers that flood the brain with chemicals that makes us more bouyant, in fact energising us to forge ahead and do even better.


These:
Happiness is to love and to be loved,

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I must agree, have been words used through the ages to explain how wonderful we feel when we are loved by those we love. As of course has been confirmed by the following:

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The biggest has got to be when I have Science and me and my crush (who is also on of my close friends) just sit next to each in solitude away from other people and we discuss... everything, and she hugs me which is nice I suppose :lol:
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myself and a female friend sit away from everyone else. I have no feelings for her at all, but the things we do and talk about in class always puts a smile on my face.
That small window of happiness when that girl you like actually comes and talks to you. And it really goes well :)

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I'm just engulfed in this artist's style. It brings happiness , infact music makes me happy. Also Succeeding in something that I am not good at brings me happiness (Math).

Emotions are stirred into life though the senses.
The right tonal variations in great paintings and music, strike chords in our imaginations - (in our minds - (remember the 'driving' event of the car (body/brain)) that the 'driver' (sentience or consciousness) is aware of, that we discussed previously,) giving it the impetus again for the 'cooling' of the brain's chemistry, and therefore a release of the 'Happy' feeling.


Happiness is taking antidepressant for a long time giving you an euphoric feeling so nothing bothers (psychological) you anymore.

Dr. Sanjay Gupta recently interviewed personalities involved in a new procedure (IIRC, almost 150 operations to date) that give people 'battery-operated' brains. Circuits are surgically implanted in the brain that keep people permanently happy - though what is really happpening here is that brains that do not have the neural capacity to connect the right pathways that make people happy are activated electronically. Brave new world. :)
Chemical anti-depressants, while formally frowned upon and taken as 'putting drugs in one's body' are now more recognised as chemical balancers that some constitutions need. In fact, for some it's a life-time commitment. Or the world starts to be perceived in a twisted and warped fashion - and even with clearly defined characteristics of normality, nothing seems normal.


.......XsnipX....... Bliss.

Now the map to Shangri La becomes less fuzzier, and we can make out some details. There is this word . . . bliss. What is it? More than 'Happiness'?
It cannot be a sensation. It should be apparent by now that sensations are not 'Happiness'. Sensations are connected with physical pleasure.
How does one explain the pleasure of the sight of the rainbow . . . to one who is sightless? Will whatever picture a person paints in the mind of the blind cause them the pleasure of such a sight? And even if that were possible, would not that be again just a symbolic replay of sensations in the mind of one thusly visually-impaired?
So then, bliss must be.. . ?


For me happiness is equated to money.

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There is no doubt that in a world that operates on a system, that uses legal tender as a symbolic value-exchange in return for goods and services that provide relief, comfort, and pleasure, will rely heavily on both the amount of money needed, and the amount of money available.
No amount of money may be able to give a Trappist monk, or a Bikkhu, or even your everyday yogi, the bliss they hope to attain through esotric disciplines that require only control of the body and mind (car and travel) by the consciousness (driver).


Either that or bubble wrap, you can't be sad with bubble wrap.

Now you know it's not fair to bring bubble wrap into this. Bubble wrap conquers all.
(Till we squish every one out of existence, of course. :lol: )



Endorphins.
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That seems to be a proven. But how to get these endorphins to work for us without the compulsory three half-grammes of soma
? Can we get the brain's chemistry to work for us instead of against us?


I recently took sort of like a break for 3 days. I broke my hand and was admitted to the hospital. Being away from 'life', taking a break, feels quite peaceful and happy.

Breaking my hand isn't the happy part, its the 'break from life' that's got me happy. :)

Your brain (car) loved the new activity (current DLC of new tracks a.k.a. hospital life, break from normal, etc) that it was experiencing with all these new circumstances.

Happiness is random acts of kindness .... ;) :D
a Bliss like someone said...

Giving freely empowers you. It is taking that leaves us unfulfilled, with a residual feeling of need, debt or addiction that makes us feel powerless. That residual feeling is easily removed though with the emotion of gratefullness.
The most stunning neurological find? (To me, anyway) The fact that the brain cannot feel both gratefulness and depression simutaneously. You are either depressed - or grateful. The area of the brain that deals with gratefulness shuts down when the area that projects depression is active. And vice versa.
Try it.



I'm happy today. My youngest has packed up and moved off to make a new life for herself with her partner in a new town. She's arranged a job transfer through work, they've found a lovely house to rent while they look at other options, and she has finally cut the ties with the old so-called friends here who were holding her back.

I'll miss her, but this is the best thing she could have done.

Such a beautiful post - and one that surely will make many happy to merely read it, and remember what that feels like.
Happiness shared is multiplied.


Cheers - been real fun discussing this with so many of you. Thanks!
Harry.
 
I was at the Airport a few weeks ago, and strolling through the various Arrivals lounges heading towards the Domestic side of it, and I noted all the expectant faces scattered around staring hopefully at the huge monitors.
Everyone seemed almost ready to burst into smiles (Plane must have come in) or blinking away worriedly (Plane probably delayed.)
So by the time I hit my section of the Arrivals (was picking up part of my family just returning from out of province) I was primed and ready to stalk 'Happiness'. Turning myself into a wallflower I noticed that most people were relieved when they saw the ones they had come to meet come out of the baggage hall. A few showed excitement. Sometimes there was stress and a bit of confusion. There were always smiles. Hugs and a bit of jesting. Some, like a quiet-looking guy with a small bit of luggage, just came out, saw nobody to meet him, and stood to a side waiting, looking very worried, as if not sure he had actually arrived at the right airport. Others strolled out, looking around expectantly for someone supposed to meet them, and maybe late.
And then it happened - I saw 'Happiness' in action.
I happened to be looking at the quiet guy with the small bit of luggage and the worried face, when suddenly he seemd to show interest. His face relaxed, but there was a shy smile on it. I checked to see where he was looking; there was a girl walking towards him, about thirty yards away. He just stood there starting to grin. She was looking at him searchingly and then also started to smile, then a big smile, but her paces were unhurried. He didn't move - just stood there; decidely odd to me.
She came right up to him, her eyes were sparkling now and her smile had almost contorted her face. His face had taken on some sort of glow and had gone completely different - I actually wondered for a split second whether I was looking at the same guy.
Then she comes up to him, stands close, her arm on his shoulder, and they seem to be gabbling a bit, then a hug, then a bit of talk, then a bigger, longer hug, which must have lasted a good two minutes, then they walked off still kind of hugging each other, and as they passed close to me - a few feet away, me still eyeballing them like a squint-eyed owl, - they showed complete absence to the rest of the world. Just swaying together down the hall, staring sightlessly ahead, smiles plastered on their faces - they were not feeling happiness, they had become happiness.
I'll wonder for the rest of my life who they were.
And internet romance finally realised? A brother and sister not seeing each other for a long time? An estranged couple together again?

Becoming Happiness, I think, is better than feeling it. :)
 
I've no idea what yu chaps are doing in this thread but: Sunshine, lolly pops and, some thing something something....we're together!
 
Happiness two booty butt naked strippers waking up next to you in Miami on the top floor of a hotel after an amazing night!!!!! Ahhhhh :-). Oh yeah and if you have a girl she's some where in L.A. wondering how your business trip is going. Huh :-(
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pulled this image but I've never seen any mountains in the 305
 
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I am most happy when I am on a snowmobile/jet ski, on a sailboat, at a race track, or in Europe on vacation. Any time other than that I am not unhappy, just not in a "happy" mood.
 
photonrider
What's that?

How do you put it in words? Can you do? I'd be happy to read you. :)

I am a man of short words.
So, I would say racing for life, or being in space.
That is all.
 
The last few posts really define the difference between 'Happiness' and 'Pleasure'.

Emotional vs Sensual. But I'm using both those words metaphorically.
 
I guess at this point in my life I am happy, the happiest I've been.

Do I have a decent job?
Nope. I stack shelves at sainsburys.

Do I earn a lot of money?
Nope. £4000 a year.

Is it still a job?
Yes it is, at the moment that's all I need.

I'm with the girl I love, I have a great bunch of friends, great family. My future looks pretty promising, before too long a lot of doors will be opening for me. I have a good summer planned, with one or two festivals along the way. That's all I could wish for really.

I do have a couple of regrets, there's one friendship I really wish I hadn't let slip through my fingers, a couple to do with past decisions I have made. There are a few problems at home and stuff, but that aside I can't think of anything that will make me any happier.

So happiness to me is just that, finding yourself at a point in life where you sit back and realise that you've got everything you could need, want and wish for.

This.
 
Happiness is when you go outside in 50'C temperature and don't get your skin baked.

It's rather a miracle or thanks to the saving grace of Allah than a mere happiness not to get scorched exposed under such a tough environment. :lol:
 
Happiness is morality.

/Utilitarian.

But happiness is a feeling when I feel my life could not get better.

Happiness to me is spending time with friends who are the sort that you can just have a great laugh with. As long as I am laughing I don't care what else happens I am happy.
 
I'm happy when a beautiful girl smiles at me.

I'm unhappy when I find out that it was just a smile. :(


I know from experience that when I meditate every day for half an hour, it has the same effect on my brain as antidepressant. Meditation probably increases neurotransmitters ( I believe in my case serotonine and noradrenaline) in the right place in my brain. It took me half a year and a lot of money to learn the basics of how to meditate properly (= lessons).

EDIT: Running, jogging seems to give me a "good feeling" as well.
 
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Happiness is random acts of kindness .... ;) :D



a Bliss like someone said...

It's rather a miracle or thanks to the saving grace of Allah than a mere happiness not to get scorched exposed under such a tough environment. :lol:

Sorry pall, but "allah" is just a man made idol that was made to cover up the fact that there is only one true God, Jesus Christ, who can truly make you happy.
 
Guy - you didn't read enough - YellowBird was being playful; Hollow lives in U.A.E., and out there when you escape being roasted one says : "Thank Allah!" instead of "Christ! TG I'm saved!"

I can understand your soul-happiness, however, and I'm sure many others could identify fully with it.
 
Not sure I've been truly happy for years now. Life's like that though, you can have plenty of happy moments but the world has a way of keeping the balance...
 
I'm pretty satisfied with my life. I have a job, it's not amazing but it's more than a lot of people have so I'm grateful and I'll do a hard days work with a smile on my face. I don't drink or take drugs like many people my age. I just love to enjoy the world and the outdoors.

Me and my girlfriend are really happy together, we just like to enjoy life and don't go out drinking etc., but we like to go walking outdoors or go for a drive. She's really starting to enjoy cars and motorsport.

Me and my parents get along better than anything, and my extended family is great too (apart from one or two miserable gits). I only have a handful of good friends, but they are honest and true. I have plenty of work mates, ranging from mid 20's to earl 60's who I can trust and get on really well.

I've just bough a car I love and is really fun to drive and sounds awesome, which being a petrol head, have a car you enjoy is key.

The moment I was most happy in recent times was in July driving down the French motorways to Le Mans with my girlfriend.

For me happiness is when you stop thinking about what you don't have, but you realise how lucky you are to have the friends and family you do have and enjoy their company. I don't mean you shouldn't aim to better yourself and your life, but enjoy your life however it is.

Happiness is a choice.
 
axletramp
Not sure I've been truly happy for years now. Life's like that though, you can have plenty of happy moments but the world has a way of keeping the balance...

Yeah, you can't know what happiness is without sadness.
 
Great Article, Shem - in fact a lot of what we are discussing here is in there.
I did find the last line somewhat hilarious, though:

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When I was younger, I heard a story that I found quite ludicrous - in fact a placebo for those with no science to back their thoughts.

Allegedly, long, long ago, there was a man travelling from one town to another, and midway there stopped at a roadside well for a drink and espying a man seated in the shade of a nearby tree asked this stranger whether he knew anything about the town ahead.
The stranger thereupon asked the traveller how he had found the town he had just left, and the man replied that he had found the town arrogant, cold, selfish, and not at all a happy place. The stranger then told the traveller that he could expect pretty much the same from the town ahead. The traveller, cursing, left, heading to the town anyway, but even unhappier and expecting the worst.
Not long after, another traveller vending his way from one town to the next also stopped at the roadside well and while having a drink, saw the stranger under the shade of the tree and approached him with a smile, and asked if he needed help or was lost. No, the stranger told him cheerfully, he had only stopped to enjoy a drink himself and a bit of shade under the tree.
"How is that town ahead?" asked the second traveller of the man in the shade.
"How was the last town?" questioned the stranger.
"Oh! It was the best!" replied the traveller. "I was in fact loath to leave. The folk were kindly and quite friendly, plied me with much food and drink, and I never laughed so hard - they were cheerful and happy people - about the happiest town I've seen - and I've seen a lot!"
"Well, my dear friend," said the stranger then, "Expect more of the same at the next town. In fact you may even find it the happiest town you have ever visited so far."
"That's wonderful!" said the traveller and immediately made ready to leave. "That's good news for I have business there, and I'm sure now to do well."

This story of course sound a bit of a parable - an Old Mother's legend handed down, as I said, in the fashion of a traditional placebo to placate the unhappy, and spur the happy.

But then Science stepped in.

In the last decade, neuroscience has taken off - and with the advent of fMRI, a huge amount of information on how and why the brain functions as it does is coming to light. Some of these findings are mind-blowing - for instance the fact that Happiness is communicable. Yes, emotion is infectious - which means unhappiness is also an emotion that spreads as fast. Bonding through negativism, or positivism, is driven along at the same speed, but by different parts of the machine.

For example - if you have a happy friend who lives within a mile of you - your chance of Happiness increases by 25 percent. And that is just one finding published in the British Medical Journal from a study that analyzed data on almost 5000 people in the Framingham Heart Study. A partner who is a 'happy type' can raise their live-in partner's happiness by 8 percent, happy siblings that live nearby can boost happiness by 14 percent, and if you have happy neighbors, that figure can rise as high as 34 percent. A happy friend that lives within half a mile of you gives you as much as a 42 percent greater chance of Happiness yourself. The closer they are, the happier your brain gets.
Quantum mechanics, and relativity, actually seem to agree . . . :lol:

The authors of the study - a social scientist from Harvard, and a political scientist from the University of California concluded that " . . . changes in individual happiness can ripple through social networks and generate large-scale structure in the network, giving rise to clusters of happy people."
In fact, the same is true of depression.

Clinical psychologist Michael Yapko, for instance, identifies bad relationships as the problem in spreading depression, and urges readers to develop the social skills necessary to build good relationships in a 2009 book titled Depression Is Contagious: How the Most Common Mood Disorder is Spreading Around the World and How To Stop It.

People resonate with one another. If it's cool to get the joke and be happy then you must. If it seems cool to be negative - then everybody jumps on the bandwagon - it's easier to complain, than to appreciate.

But putting aside the 'cool' for a moment - I think the hottest truth to come out of findings like this is that there is no question the people you choose to associate with, can either lift or lower your spirits.
Choose wisely.
I wish you all Happiness my friends . . . :) 👍 It's actually really cool when you smile. :)
 
I work late nights often - taking a quick nap in the middle of the day (a mexican siesta, if you will, a somnolescent somatic coma dowsed in soporific dreams) only to wake-up refreshed for the long hard hours I may have to put through the graveyard shift of cleaning up the messes left by the now sleeping citizenry. I run my own business, have a small team of part-timers on my payroll, and make my own schedules, but some contracts I have are bound by time schedules, and this new contract I secured has me working to vampire time for these time vampires.
Together with weeks of freezing overcast skies . . . .

Then, a few days ago, off to pick up my youngest kid from school (and then rush off to work), I walked out to my car and was stunned by a brilliant blue, in fact in-your-face intelligent as well as bright, blue sky. It kind of screamed at me.
Like: WTF, are you blind? Look at me!
I took a sharp breath involuntarily, and that kicked my brain into realising that the air was fresh, clean, and tasted good as it went right through and surrounded my heart.
Not wanting to drop my machissimo, I shook my head off this nonsense, got into my car, ignited, and while waiting for the Betsy to get over the shock of being awoken so rudely to possible hyper-drive, I again looked at this incredibly 'blue' sky, (this optical illusion - though at the time my analytical side had taken a back seat) and thought about how lucky I was (what ever this 'luck' thing is) to be able to see, or experience, nay - feel this sky, breathe fresh air, sit in a comfortable car, and look forward to seeing my son walk across the parking lot when he sees my car - and he always has a silly shy grin on his face whenever he reconnects with me, that makes my heart skip a beat half in wonder, half in amusement.
I had a sudden heart rush.
And that's when the analysis kicked in.

Was this happiness? I asked myself. (Which made me think about this discussion here) What was that feeling? What is this feeling? Is it physical? I still felt it - even as a subliminal part of me analysed - an uncontrollable joy at being who I was, where I was, even while it subsided to plateau at a consistent level of both emotional and physical pleasure. I kept glancing at the sky as I drove off, suddenly reminded of the good things in my life - from the understated elegant dash of the car I was fortunate enough to drive in right now, to that bright, cheerful, and somehow exceedingly wise sky.

Amd all the other good stuff came to mind as I drove along.. . .

It was a reminder of who I was, where I was, and what I had . . . everything to be grateful for.
It was like the sky told me - Look, remember me? I'm still here, behind that aluminum overcast. I'm infinity, more infinite than all your wisdom could comprehend, I'm infinite and beautiful and always there when you least expect me. And I'm so big, that even a shred of my happiness can reach out and fill you gluttoneously. Because you are so small. Be grateful.
It not only 'put me in my place', but reminded me how 'great' it was to be alive.

When the clingy overcast that we are so used to sometimes is scorched away by a sudden burst of nothing but carelessly powerful blue skies, is is a reminder that the good exists with the bad - and that if that is true, and good and bad both exist side-by-side, we should take a moment to unfocus a moment from the bad and look up and at the good as a reminder of what we have to be grateful for. That surely is step closer to the dream of everyone's personal Shangri-La.

You just have to look up when suddenly that bright blue sky (metaphorically speaking, of course) appears to remind you that you can actually see it.
 
The cosmos boosts my mood. I've always had an interest in cosmology, astronomy, and physics. I guess it could be considered a hobby of mine. Anyway, I stare up at the stars and I contemplate the universe. I'm always amazed at how small we are, always. Sometimes I even feel a little anxiety over it. I don't know what will happen when we die, but I like to think that we'll understand the universe to a degree which our physical mental architecture cannot allow. When I think about how small we are and how vast, mysterious, and significant the universe is, it just helps life problems melt away - knowing that none of our lives matter, in the big picture. Earth doesn't matter, we're not here to make the universe function, and the universe doesn't care if we exist or not - the giant cosmos machine will chug on regardless. When I'm stressed out, feeling depressed, or overworked, it helps to take that weight off my shoulders. Sure all my problems are still there and need resolved, but somehow it helps make the problems feel a little smaller, at least for a little while.
 
I've had a moment like that once, photonrider. Only once.

It was one of my daily walks to the train station, going to college. Earphones plugged into my ears. A lot of things cluttering my mind at the time as I was having some issues the past few weeks. It was one of those times where it felt like there wasn't any purpose to anything anymore. When suddenly, Across The Universe by the Beatles came on. Such a lovely song. As I kept on walking, I started to noticed the clear blue sky, the clean air, the green trees, nature etc. Whatever problems I had, whatever distractions, were all irrelevant. And at that moment, for a minute, maybe less, I think I felt happiness. I felt some sort of lightness, I wanted to start running, to feel free. I'm not sure how to put it but it felt like something one would call happiness. What is happiness anyway. I know that you are happy when you get something you want, for example. But this feels like something much more.

Apologies for the ultra high cheesy-ness level of this post.
 

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