All posts tagged: #happy

Happiness, chained or unchained

What is happiness? Since a long time ago many philosophers and thinkers have been asking this eternal question. Someone ”has found” this state of mind, and someone not. We all understand that happiness is quite hard to define and categorise into the short sentence. One needs all life to find this entity, another a little trespassing moment. I won’t speculate about what happiness does really mean because each person on our planet earth has its own understanding of happiness, thus we can’t unite all feelings and experiences of happiness to one individual statement. In my opinion nowadays we tend to forget the depth of (moral) values which somehow construct our life and give a meaning to our lives. We take almost everything for granted. We should analyse critically ”existential forces” of our life such as life itself, responsibility, freedom, love, ethics and happiness. Everyone has his own right to do so or not, but we should nevertheless try. Even little thinking gives dignity to our lives. We shouldn’t fear to face unknown and, at the …

Say goodbye to fears

Dear readers, I would like to share a short post with you about fears. Please, remember that this post reflects my personal thoughts and they don’t tend to tell the truth about everything and everybody. I just want to share my ideas with you, and I hope that they inspire you to think about your life and our world and its lovely people. American psychologist, William James wrote in his essay ”Is Life Worth Living?”: ”Be not afraid of life. Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact.” He is right but sometimes its much easier to say than to act. In spite of that, idealism exists and it can bloom with flowers and leaves of a better life. Everything depends on us, on you. Why are we afraid of life? In our every day routine life, in everything of this hectic life, everybody seems to be doing something very ’important’, and everything looks nice, well maked-up and beautiful. We try to give a charming and appropriate image of …

Lost Beauty

“Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson) I am writing this post on my flight from Rome to Helsinki. While being in Rome, I was pondering about beauty, maybe as Jep Gambardella in Paolo Sorrentino’s film La Grande Bellezza. We have many values which construct our ”directions” in our lives. One likes driving a car, another ”travelling” every day by feet; in a same way, for one lying is a natural part of his everyday life, for another lying is the last choice and a sign of ”state of emergency”. These many values from gratitude to faith are creating personal moral paths. One of the most interesting and captivating realities is that each person has his own understanding for example of hope, faith, love and wisdom. Beauty is also an inseparable part of our self-awareness and consciousness. All this sounds very nice but in reality there are some tricky aspects in our understanding of the beauty. Our social systems and media give us very often, I could …

Circle of Indifference

Dear readers, I believe that if we all together could do every day “little things” which work out “big things”, our planet earth could become more lovely place to live. Just to give a hand of help, smile to people, thank, give money if needed… In my opinion, we have forgotten to understand what others do need. We have forgotten to be tender and sensitive, such as a Russian dramaturge and author Anton Chekhov who looked at the world with an eye of an angel, a creature not from this world, with an ability to understand what is happening with a person through hands, eyes, tender legs, walking style, breath, voice and even silence. Very often, when I am walking on streets, asking people how’s the life in the countries they are living in or meeting persons after a hard hangover, I hear “Everything is fucked up, fucked up…etc.” Do you want to accept it or not, but we have always some part in this process called “fucked up”. How? Maybe we are not always, …

In Search of Lost Beauty

Paolo Sorrentino’s La Grande Bellezza is a poem about human being’s spiritual evolution and a meditation about solitude of the exceptional people. Russian poet Fyodor Tyutchev has stated a long time ago that Russia can not be understood rationally and grasped with the mind. I have to reject the poet’s privilegy given to Russia by saying that also Italy and especially the film The Great Beauty directed by Paolo Sorrentino can not be understood rationally as well. Even at the 71st annual Golden Globe awards Sorrentino confessed firmly and shortly that Italia is a crazy but a beautiful country. In many circumstances identified as a new La Dolce Vita, Sorrentino’s masterpiece continues, without any doubt, the Italian cinematographic tradition of the 19th century, the tradition of Italian directors such as Fellini, Rossellini, Antonioni, Scola and Blasetti to name a few, and their visions of “universes” with strong emotions, gaps of life and absurdic tension of love and death. Only one truth is incontestable – each person, each spectator finds own truth, his or her own …

The Art of Love

My dear readers, I would like to share with you a little post about love. Maybe it is good that I am not telling very much about such a mystical and magical power, called love because maybe no one is able to tell all about this eternal entity. We all, we have had without any doubt moments in our life when we have hated and loved someone or something. It is a natural part of our existence. We are people, and we have emotions. In spite of that, in my opinion, we should controllate our emotions or find a sort of moderation in our everyday life. These two forces – hating and loving have different kind of functions: when we hate, we destruct, and when we love, we create and co-create. Theoretically, we understand the difference between two emotions, but pragmatically, it is sometimes very difficult to separate them. I mean that loving and hating are close to each other, which is sad. When many people stop loving, they sometimes replace love by hate. I …