Squabbling over some prime sunflower seeds, the two Chestnut Chickadees chase each other around my feeder. I find it baffling at times how birds can waste time arguing with each other when there is obviously plenty of food to be had by all…. are they siblings perhaps? Hanging at odd angles, the Stellar Jay calmly dines aware that other than the cat that saunters through the yard on occasion it is the big kid on the block. Chittering away, my yard is alive with all the neighborhood birds that care to frequent my feeder. Like a soap opera if you sit and watch long enough, you observe little dramas…the little one that seems to have to opportunistically sneak seed here and there, the boisterous one that is the first one to fly to the feeder after they are all scared away and the ones that seem to be prefer ground-level dining (I think they are the organic crowd).
This simple thing makes me happy.
These days, I find myself comparing the price of what something costs to the amount of enjoyment I am procuring from said activity and have come to conclusion that free or low cost makes me happy. High-cost activities come with high expectations, and high expectations most often leads to a feeling of being let down or lacking.
Peace begins when expectations end – Anonymous Buddhist quote
This week, I watched a cheesy movie with my son on a weekday morning (I felt like such a rebel!). If I had paid movie prices, I would have been very disappointed. Since it came from the library with the price tag of free, I had no expectations it would be good, looked forward to making fun of the cheese and saw it as an opportunity to knit and hang with my son.
This simple thing made me happy.
My sister, niece and nephew are coming for a visit this weekend, and I get to make my nephew a birthday ice cream cake. Sure I could buy one as my nephew would not even notice the difference and would probably even prefer the store-bought cake, but I enjoy the kind of cooking where you can throw together a bunch of ingredients and see where they land, and very few things are as forgiving as an ice cream cake to give you that creative license…have you ever heard “Ewwww, too much Oreo.” I think not.
This simple thing will make me happy.
And happy is where I choose to be.
The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less. – Socrates