This morning I got up and did the usual routine: Went to the bathroom, hopped back into bed with my laptop to check work email, sort through personal email, shop, and then settle into my holy trifecta (Instagram, Twitter and Facebook) of social media updates. I’ll say it before and I’ll say it again, I love social media, the way I’ve curated my followers, friends etc, I’ve turned it into a RSS feed for things I would be interested in.
Landing on Facebook I see Amil has posted an article from the NYTimes that catches my eye with his own personal commentary “A good read… Not sure how I feel about meditating about my corpse ;)”. The article is: To Be Happier, Start Thinking More About Your Death by Arthur C. Brooks.
Despite the irony that the article mocks social media and that’s how I ran across the article, it just reminded me of something that I do every time I board a plane. Ok so I’m not visualizing images of my fiery corpse in a plane crash or anything, but before every take off on any adventure I ask myself one question “Are you happy?” I’ve done this for the past 10 years at least and I’ve told myself if the answer is ever “No” then I’d have to de-plane and resolve whatever it was that was making me dissatisfied.
But the answer has always been “Yes”.
I’m grateful for my time here, I love my life, if I wanted something to change, I’d move to change it. I’m no longer hard on myself for needing to be on the go all the time, because sometimes you need to veg out in front of the tv or take in a podcast or listen to music because that can be both rejuvenating and inspiring too.