All that is required to feel that here and now is happiness is a simple, frugal heart - Nikos Kazantzakis
When do I feel happy? It's a rare feeling these days as depression looms dark and heavy. I wept several times yesterday. Working through trauma is not a happiness. It may well pave the way for a simple, frugal, happy heart, however.
This morning, I have that tired, cried out feeling. Pale around the edges. But my heart has hope. The coffee brews. There is good food for breakfast. A good friend to meet for a walk along the seawall. Just for today, I am going to look for simple, frugal things. I trust that happiness follows for it has before and it will again.
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