There is a belief that the things that brought us joy as kids will be the things that bring us joy as adults, especially after we’ve gone through low periods.
Feeding the birds at the park, reading fiction books, drawing and making daisy chains are some examples of childhood joys.
It’s interesting that as children we find joy in the simplest of things yet as adults we end up believing that happiness is hard to come by.
But what could be compared to the feeling of sitting on a swing in a park on a summer afternoon, swinging back and forth whilst watching the world go by.
Unless of course, you’re not a fan of swings.
That was me after bumping into a good friend on the way to work. A morning catch up talking about the work we do, how we spend our free time and the need for stimulation.
Things have changed in the 7 years this person and I have been friends. We’ve grown and so have our conversations. We’re not as silly as we were at 17 but even in our 20s we’re still growing up.
And I feel lucky that we get to do it together.
I went on to Facebook and saw a post from Seth Godin. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while you’ll have seen my many references to and mentions of Seth Godin.
People like you and people like me
What would Seth Godin say?
Less Seth, More me
Telling stories and being heard
Godin, writers block and the inner monologue
Anyway the post on Facebook said that Seth is back on Instagram (his last post was a few years ago).
So of course I went straight from Facebook to Instagram and clicked follow.
It’s a small and perhaps insignificant thing to some yet it brought joy to my day. Seth is someone who I’ve learnt a lot from and for those that don’t know, he’s the reason I started this blog.
If any of you are interested follow Seth Godin @sethgodin on Instagram.
I was 18 years old sitting on a swing in a park at dusk. I felt lost at the time and also a little hopeless. I didn’t know what to do, what I should or even could do and so I sat swinging on the swing.
It was a return to something I loved to do as a kid that brought me joy at a time in my life when I needed it.
The spirit of your childhood self works like a medicine, it can clear the fog in your mind and give you a fresh perspective.
With age we often loose that spark we had as children that freedom and care free attitude.
I used to do all kinds of things when I was younger just because I could at school I played football and netball but was also in the dance, music, cooking and sewing club. I was probably the worst on the netball team and my sense of rhythm is enthusiastic, but it was always still fun.
I did things because the opportunity was there, and I took it. For me it was always just about doing things, not about how good I was or being better than anyone else.
That is probably one of the main things I miss as I’ve gotten older and as I spend more time returning to the pastimes of my past self, I’m also making an effort to return to that old mindset.
Do more, think less.
A sign that you might be in the wrong job is how you feel when you take time off.
Is the work break like an escape from your dreary everyday reality that you dread going back to. Or is it time to relax and recharge but you actually look forward to going back.
Career happiness is incredibly important to me so I think about this sort of thing quite a lot.
We spend so much time at work that I think that it’s important that we like going to work, that we don’t dread Mondays and that we get some sort of joy from the thing we do to earn a living whatever it may be.
Whilst listening to the songs, I also read the comments.
This music was making people feel something and bringing them joy. It’s nice to think about how this singer is capable of doing that to people he’s never met, the majority of which he will never meet.
I even found myself smiling, feeling inspired even. I felt like writing. I sat listening to the words and feeling the music. One song in particular that stood out to me had the words ‘We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me’.
The music evoked a sense of longing and nostalgia.
It often begins with the phrase ‘I’ll be happy when…’.
I’ve done it a multitude of times. I’ve said it about grades, employment, relationships and even my weight. But I’ve come to find that when I finally get the things I’m seeking they don’t actually make me happier.
One east example is from a couple of years ago when I was unemployed and I felt like once I found a job I’d be so much happier. In the end I managed to get 2 part-time jobs yet they failed to bring the fulfillment that I had anticipated.
So then, I ended up busier than I had been before and I still had this great feeling of discontentment.