When I think about what I want to accomplish with a blog focused on life and happiness, I tend to wonder why people would listen to anything I have to say. But then I look at my experiences and tell myself why wouldn’t they.
I am a student of life and all of its ups and downs.
Although I do not have any certifications in happiness or psychology, I have been involved in a Happiness Club. The facilitator continually had us thinking about how to infuse happiness each and every day. Now in Tennessee, I find I miss the club and the people in it.
I have been encouraged to start a club down here in Middle Tennessee. I even talked about some tools to use to start on the path to happiness in a recent Toastmaster speech. After, I had several people ask me for further information and thought it was an interesting concept.
As a teacher, I listened to several motivational speakers during the required teacher institute days. As a theater teacher, I constantly expected a high level of professionalism and performance from my actors, but I also asked them to have a good time performing. I would listen to their struggles and try to give them a morsel of insight or inspiration.
In late winter (especially February in Northern Illinois) a co-teacher and I would stand in the hall during passing period and watch frowning students drag themselves to class. She and I would stand and share stories about our children and laugh. One day, a feeling of depression hung in the halls so she brought the boom box (I’m showing my age here) into the hall and sat it on a desk. She cranked the music, and we had “dance your way to class” days. It lightened the mood and brought smiles to the student’s faces. My co-teacher friend and I felt better as well.
In the last few years of teaching, I had transferred to a different school district. Once again, the students dragged themselves to class during the month of February. One day, I pulled the top off a bottle of bubbles and began to fill the hall with the little soapy spheres. One of the administrators came down the hall. “Seriously?” he said to me, “put those away.” I brought them into my classroom, but I shared them with my own students rather than put them away.
As you saw in yesterday’s post, I’ve had my ups and downs – not as many as some people but more than others. I’ve used things I’ve learned in workshops, read in articles and books to help me find my path to happiness.
And who better to help other people find their happiness but someone who has had struggles and has risen above them. I would rather go to a marriage counselor who had overcome some struggles in his own marriage than go to one who had never been married. I’d like to help you on your path to happiness because I have found myself down and “depressed.” I don’t believe that I have ever been clinically “depressed,” but I never went for an evaluation.
As an English teacher, I love to read and research. This way I can bring to you, my readers, not only the best advice and ideas I have that have worked for me, but I can share other advice and ideas that might work better for you.
How about hopping on the happy train and see where the tracks will bring you?