‘Happiness can’t be bought’. That is what the Dalai Lama said. ‘Mental peace cannot be injected by any doctor’. I read that in ‘The Little Book of Wisdom’, by his holiness the Dalai Lama. It would be wonderful though wouldn’t it if we could go into a shop and purchase happiness or place an online order for some. But then again that would then make it only available for those who had monetary resources available to buy some. The rest of society would be poor and miserable,
Happiness comes in many forms. For me it is when my life is on an even keel, no short sharp shocks or nasty surprises. Or when those closest to me are happy, that brings me pleasure. Finding happiness is one of the many reasons I am slogging through EMDR therapy and it is a slog. There are many days after my weekly session that I wonder what the hell I am doing, why I am putting myself through it. After all I have lost so much with my decision to do it but I have gained so much for myself.
The changes in my personality might not be noticeable to others but I notice them. It takes more to rattle me and I am calmer when rattled. I used to bite when backed into a corner, fight or flight they call it. But now I seem to be able to pause and take a breath, taking time to decide what to do or say. And it does bug the ‘rattler’ because an argument is hard to carry on when it is one-sided. Don’t get me wrong, I still get rattled but the number of times that a situation escalates is much lower than previously.
EMDR also makes you aware of situations that have deeply affected you that until that point you are completely oblivious to. By processing this you clear space in you mind for the happy memories to come through, things that have been long forgotten.
Maybe when all this is over I will finally find the happiness and inner peace I have seeked for so long.