About being happy

Happiness can be found anywhere. Sometimes looking at something is enough to make you feel it. 


So Much Happiness

Naomi Shihab Nye1952


It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.

But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
and disappears when it wants to.
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records . . .

Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.



Keep life simple.

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Yellow flower in a cold morning.
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Keeping life simple is one of the best ways to reach happiness, so I’ve heard. I’ve given that some thought… And I dare to say: those who live simple are the smartest. And the happiest, for sure. You start focusing on what really matters and, suddenly, beauty and love comes  – literally – from everywhere.

Without searching for it, without buying it… It just appears and everything becomes more meaningful.

May be hard in the beginning, but once you learn how to live this way, you won’t want anything else. Try it, you’ll see.

Less is (so much) more.



Check this lady, @fadalma. She’s one of the masters of Minimalism – you’ll see how beautiful her life is 🙂


And there it is: December.

How did we get here so fast? No idea. But you can’t deny it’s here: sunny cold mornings, this urge (some might call it being cold) to sit by the fire and share each others’ company, red mistletoe and lights everywhere calling for Christmas…

All this brings this warm feeling out of nowhere and fills your heart with joy. Pure joy.

Gotta love this time of the year.

I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.

A magical thing.

And sweet to remember.

We are nearer to Spring than we were in September.

I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.

Wondering Eyes


I went to Lisbon to enjoy a weekend with a friend of mine. My eyes, as usual, lost themselves here and there. Lost themselves in the details and colors. Lost themselves in the variety of things this city has to offer.

Lucky me.


“Always seeing something, never seeing nothing, being photographer”
Walter De Mulder



The beauty of Nature




Being surrounded by nature is one of the most rewarding things. If one stops and becomes aware of everything that is happening all around  – the birds, the wind softly caressing both the trees leafs and your skin, the sun in the face –  suddenly realizes how precious life is.

And if, by chance, one has the right person by their side to share nature with, it becomes a reward for the spirit and the heart. 😊


Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Hans Christian Andersen