'Maybe life's purpose is not strive to obtain constant happiness, but to find fulfillment in our lives, in whatever way is meaningful to us.' Learning to Breathe by Alison Wright (p. 227)
For years, through every candle/shooting star/full moon lantern/wish bone I get, I wish for the same thing: happiness. I never truly liked the wish, too open ended, too broad. I was I suppose to act on the wish to make it happen if I did not even know what the wish was (I truly believe one must act on a wish, not just sit back and wait). I have also been feeling like I am boring, like there is nothing to me. After reading Learning to Breathe, I realized it's fulfillment. What is fulfillment to me? A work that I don't dread going to every day, volunteering, socializing with like-minded individuals, living adventure to adventure, eating delicious good-for-me foods? I have explore/think/ponder fulfillment and what it means to me but I feel like I am going to 'right way'. And that makes me happy!