I read in the newspaper this morning that Britons claim to feel a wave of true happiness eight times a week. I suppose it depends how you term happiness and on what it is that makes you happy. I think of happiness, not necessarily the result of a single event, but as a general state of mind. But even when we don’t have that underlying feeling of happiness, it is still possible to experience those momentary little pleasures. I’m not talking here of ongoing stuff like the fact that my husband clears up after dinner every single evening (for which I am ever grateful), or the general enjoyment of a day out or a holiday; what I mean are those fleeting occurrences that ‘lift’ us, and these can be experienced many times every day.
A few little pleasures that make me feel good:
- hearing a long-forgotten old favourite song on the radio whilst driving
- the golden hue cast by winter sunshine
- the smell in the air on a crisp autumn day
- the rainbow that follows a summer rain shower
- the waft of a beautifully perfumed flower as you walk into a room
- the instant healing power of warm water on an aching body
- being told that my 21 month old grandson had pointed to Helen Mirren on TV and said, “Nanny”. This is a very specific one, of course!
There are so very many more and they happen every day. Yes, I’d love to win the lottery and see my children’s faces when I handed them a large cheque but it probably won’t happen (likelihood might be greater if I actually bought a ticket) so I’ll carry on enjoying those momentary little pleasures.