Just being yourself..

In the last days I’m thinking about happiness, a mysterious word, impossible to define because it means for everybody something else. Melissa Etheridge sings in one of her songs: “Is it so hard to satisfy your senses?” So I am asking myself: “Is it?”

In fact it’s not. It is so easy and simple to be happy and just enjoy life. Nevertheless, to do so you have to know yourself. You have to know what you like, what you love, what your passions are, what makes you feel great and what makes you feel sad. After that you have just to cut out of your life the things that you hate and concentrate on what you love. It seems so banal but for so many people out of reach. The problem is they don’t take their time to discover themselves, they just take things like they are without asking if it is really something I love, that I want to do, that I enjoy.. It’s so much easier to blame the whole world for our imaginary misfortune. It took me nearly 24 years to discover myself. Moreover, I had to cross the whole Europe and I had to live in Poland, in Germany, the Netherlands, England and Spain to finally arrive in Paris and live the life I was always dreaming about and just being… happy. You have to know what you want and you have to do what you want to do and if you do so there is no place for unhappiness. I love my life. And I am happy.