I am helping this genuinely lovely couple build their wellness empire. They own a mine, a mine with liquid gold. Lucky them. So blessed. I consult them about business, marketing and growth plans. I help them build actionable strategies and tactics. We have weekly FaceTime conversations and tonight after yet another long call they blew my mind with something they said to me.
They said, “Madeline, We are so happy we met you. You are so positive and you make us believe we can do anything. You make us feel so strong. You open our minds and you have made us understand that being around positive people is very important.”
They didn’t know it but I was melting inside. My heart filled with a lightness, a brightness I haven’t felt in a very long time. I know that what I need is to feel valued. Yes it is true, we all need to feel deeply appreciated. Tonight I felt recognized, respected and prized. I also felt happy, light and free.
I use to think feeling happy was practically impossible.
Now, honestly, between you and I well, I abhor the word “happy” and it’s my father’s fault.
So, Why The Hell am I So Happy?
I’ll never forget what my father, a depressing kind of dude at times, said to me when I was about 15. You see I am a smiler. I smile through everything. I smile when I am sad, when I am angry, by myself, with others. It doesn’t matter what I am doing, I just feel a sort of smile in my heart. So Mr. moody swinger, daddy O passes me in the hall and asks me –
Why are you so “happy”?
Nice thing to hear from father dear during my formative years.
My automatic response because I am. I am happy. Genuinely happy.
Doesn’t matter what’s going down, I am always going to be happy. It’s just my nature. Sure I feel grief, sadness, anger, rage – yup, even rage, but for some reason, I always swing back to happy. This is where the good vibes grow.
P.S. If you want to be happy, be aware of manipulative ass hats with selfish agendas.
