10 Ways to Successfully Celebrate YOU for Valentine’s Day

Hey guys! So, I’ve decided to try and do something new; spice up my blog a little. I bet y’all have had enough of poems for a lifetime!

Valentine’s Day is around the corner, and I know millions of us single people are around the world. Valentine’s Day for single people seem to get a bad reputation, but, I am going to change that around! Valentine’s Day is about love, and if you can’t share it with a partner or a friend, share it with yourself! You completely deserve it! And, your celebrating your love for somebody who’s the MOST important person in your life!

I’ve gathered some things you can do for yourself n order to have the BEST Valentine’s Day. You’ll love it so much, you’ll be glad you spent your attention on yourself, and didn’t mope about being single!

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The Bishop: Yet Another Les Miserables Post (from the book)

Good afternoon, my friend reader! I’m enroute to Boston via the train; 6 hours of pure bliss. I recently wrote a poem about how I love travelling by trains. I absolutely love the sceneries that I pass by. When I was going to Philly on the train from my house the other week, I stared out the window listening to music the entire time (and reading my book when we got into less scenic views). I live in the suburbs where there are a lot of trees, so for a couple of stops we rode through the forest.  I couldn’t help but admire the nature outside. You see, the night before we had a little bit of snow fall. And I couldn’t help but to look out and start describing the snow in my head. I marveled at how the snow was lightly kissing the ground, and how it made the world look so innocent and young. Even though I dislike winter because the lack of sunlight, but I do enjoy the sight of snow.  There’s something magical about it.  Unlike raindrops, every snowflake is different; just like a person.

Anyways, I’m getting completely off topic. I spent the last hour (in the train station and on the train) reading Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. I have the edition from Barnes & Nobles, which gives you an introduction, the biography of the author, major themes, the basic plot line, and insight into the major characters.  The more I read, the more I keep wondering who my favorite character is. From the movie, Jean Valjean is my favorite character. But, unlike the movie, the book goes into depth on the bishop who saves Jean Valjean from damnation (both spiritual and physical). The beginning of the book is a background on the bishop, and he is completely inspirational.

I feel as if Victor Hugo isn’t writing about the Church in general, but something that goes much deeper than that. As a former Catholic, one of my problems with the Church is that I find them hypocritical and they do not get down to the “nitty gritty”.  What I mean by “nitty gritty” is that they do not, in my humble opinion, satisfy spiritual inspiration,connection, and desire. I really didn’t like the idea that if you didn’t do certain things, you would go to hell.  I didn’t like that you had to follow a weekly routine that told people that “this is the true way on how to pray to God”. When I was little, I only believed in what the Church said. I thought the only proper place to pray was in church, and if I could not pray in church, the next best thing was to a cross, or an idol.  I didn’t like the strict rules, traditions, and concepts. I felt as if my ability to connect with God was hindered. I basically saw God as a man, much like my father. I had to obey all these rules for him to like me; rules that were completely, in my mind, unnecessary and suppressive. Rules that would control my natural urges that were perfectly acceptable. Rules that hindered my creativity and who I could really be.

Victor Hugo paints the bishop in a different way than what I thought he would. Before I start writing about how much I am awed by this man, I should mention that Hugo parallels the bishop to Jesus Christ.  That being said, he creates the bishop in a way where I can truly appreciate him (in the past month, or so, I have been finding myself appreciating Christ more. Not so much in the way that the Church paints him to be, but more in the spiritual sense. I look at him as if he is a man, just doing extraordinary work for the sake of society and humanity…I know, I have really odd, radical ideas.) Hugo mentions all the “miracles” that the bishop does. But they’re not God-like miracles, they are miracles that any other human being can achieve.  He restores faith in the hopeless, he provides love and compassion for those around him, and he even climbs mountain and treks across his village in order to get his job done (let’s remember that he is an elderly man, too).  He even gives his money away to the poor and lives in poverty, even though he receives a considerable sum from the Church.  But what really makes me love him is what he does for Jean Valjean.

Jean Valjean has been let go from prison, which he spent 19 years for stealing some bread for his family.  He spent 5 years for stealing, and another 14 years for escaping 4 times.  The officials designated him as a dangerous man, and provided him with a yellow passport that said so. In order to stay in villages, you must show people the passport.  Of course, nobody in the village would take him even though he had money to pay for the inn.  He begged to sleep in a prison, but even then they turned him away. Through synchronicity/destiny, he was lead to the cathedral where the humble bishop lived. Of course they let him in, and even though Jean Valjean clearly stated that he was a convict, the Bishop welcomed him to stay. Jean Valjean was extremely caught of guard, and restated who he was and what he was. The bishop did not care. All he saw was a man who needed help. Jean was hungry, tired, ragged, and, I am sure the bishop saw this, faithless.

Although I have not got to this point in the book, I know that Jean steals the silver candlesticks and runs away in the middle of the night.  He was caught and brought back to the bishop.  Instead of the bishop ratting him out, like any other person would do at that time, he simply claims that he gave those candlesticks to him.  Not only that, but he says he forgot some other valuable objects.  After the officials leave, the bishop tells him that he saved him so that he would not spend eternity in damnation, and that he hopes his kindness makes him a better man.

Valjean was taken aback from what the bishop has done.  His entire life he was treated as a rat; nobody has ever given him compassion, love, and trust as this bishop had. And so, Valjean changed. What makes the bishop even more remarkable in my eyes is that he saw the good hidden in Valjean, and had faith that Valjean was not a true criminal.  He was only a criminal because society made him one.  He somehow knew that if he showed kindness and love to Valjean, he would turn around. And he did. Throughout the story Valjean keeps the candlesticks as a reminder of the bishop’s kindness; he didn’t sell them for money.

If all priests and Church officials were like the bishop, I would enjoy the world so much more..even the Catholic religion. The pure sympathy and hope the bishop has inspires me. Hugo get’s down to the “nitty gritty”, to the spiritual sense of faith and hope.  The bishop did not judge this man, the bishop did not even know this man, yet he trusted him.  Even when he stole, he gave him more. This character that Hugo created is slowly becoming my fictional role model. There’s something awe-inspiring about him.  He’s a normal man doing extraordinary things, just as Christ did, just as I aim to do. My biggest goal in life is to save somebody somehow, somewhere. I am here to serve, I am here to love, and I am here to inspire. The world is full of negative, corrupted people, but it’s also filled with positive, inspirational ones as well. And they are the ones that make me have faith in humanity. They are the ones that will be changing the world.

If there’s one thing that I want to get out of this post, it is this: even though you consider yourself normal/average/insignificant, you still can do the most incredible things. It’s your life, and you can do whatever you want with it. The Universe will answer anything you ask of it, you just need to believe and have hope. And remember,from a song I sung in 5th grade from Songfest says,”Ordinary people can do extraordinary things”.


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Inspiration by Literature: Les Mis (Part 3/3)

This really should be called inspiration by movies. I am getting impatient; I really want to get my book in the mail. I’m so excited to read the book, even though it’s over a thousand pages long. I don’t know…I can’t remember the last time I got really excited about a book. And, the funny thing is, it’s not a new book either, so it’s not like I’m waiting for it to be released. The movie has seriously made a dent in my life, but in a good way. I’m taking all the themes I learned from a movie and I’ve contemplated them. Although, the main reason why I want to read the book is so that I can analyze the other themes in there. I’m so used to it because that’s what we did for AP English and Literature in 12th grade, and I had to do it last year in my Irish Literature writing class. My Irish Lit class was much more creative because our professor would only give us a good grade if we had a really creative essay. For example, my essay on James Joyce’s The Dubliners, I picked the short story of “The Sisters” and I related it to the legend of the Holy Grail. I wrote my essay on Oscar Wilde’s The Importance of Being Earnest on the food and how it represented repressed sexuality. So, I’m very excited on what I can pull out of this book. I think I should start reading up on Victor Hugo’s life and the time that he wrote it because, believe it or not, it has a lot of emphasis on the book. As a writer myself, I would most definitely say that personal life is a major part of writing a book. I feel that it is common that a character in the book is a mirror of the author; maybe of who they are, and/or who they want to be. It’s like they say, the author does not write for an audience, but for himself.

Anyways, enough with mindless gibber-jabber. I am going to finish this post of trilogies (although there might be more coming when I’m reading the book…BEWARE!) by talking about the themes of light vs. darkness and hope.

I don’t know when I first realized the theme of light vs. darkness, but when I did I kept seeing it. And the more I think about it, the better the director sees in my eyes. Javert paints Valjean as the dark creature; he even sings about it in his song “Stars”; the beginning quote is “There, out in the darkness, a fugitive running, fallen from God”. And, I don’t know how I noticed this, too, but  I thought it was so interesting that Javert only prays outside, when it’s nighttime out, and never in a church. It’s as if the director is saying that he is the one who is really “dark”. If you noticed, Valjean keeps the candles that he stole throughout the entire movie; and they’re lit,too, as if they are symbolizing the flickering flame in him.

When Cosette enter’s Valjeans life, everything seems to brighten up, as if she is the light of the world; she does the same to Marius. One can conclude that love is the light in life, and it makes the world seem a lot brighter. In my eyes, she represents hope because she is that flame, that little light. And was is hope, but a flame in the darkness? Hope is what drives one out of the darkness. She drove Valjean out of the darkness, and he even risked his life to save the man that she came to love. He became a hero in her eyes, and Marius’s eyes. Valjean, who was once a thief, redeemed himself in the eyes of God, and after that he was taken away; it was if his purpose on life was done.

At this point, I don’t know what to make of Javert’s character, and of his ending. It seems to me that his darkness swallowed him and lead him to his ultimate death. Although, it could be that the reason for that is he had no love in his life, and the love that Valjean showed him, and proved to him, drove him to the ultimate darkness. Javert and Valjean are almost the same person. In their song “The Confrontation” you learn that Javert was born in a jail and he said that he “grew up with scum like [Valjean]”. He got out of that mess, but he turned again his past instead of trying to fix it; Valjean made a different path, which made him walk to the path of light. He tried to help those in need, like he once was, like his sister once was. He cared about those less fortunate of him, and he even took his sister’s daughter under his care.

The last thing I want to talk about is the group of revolutioners; Enjolras’s group of revolters. They had so much hope, and even that group sung a song that contrasted light and dark. The song Red and Black has lyrics of: “Red-the blood of angry men, black- the dark of ages past. Red-a world about to dawn, Black-the night that ends at last.” Not only does it have those two to contrast, but it inserts words like “bone” and “ghost” to represent light; who, no surprise here, are in context with the character of Cosette. Red, which is the color that Enjolras chooses to wear, represents the light, the dawn, the hope. Black, which is the color of their rivals-the French corrupted government- represents the dark, the night, the end. Even though they all die,except for Marius who was saved, they fought with hope, and they lit “the flame”…which, ironically is red!

We all need more “red” in our life. Passion, love, flame, dawn, light. Hope. Red will overpower the black, because that’s what fires do. What’s that famous quote from Harry Potter?…oh yes, “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, when one only remembers to turn on the light”. It just requires determination, hope, love, motivation, positive thoughts, and believing in yourself. But everyone can do it, if you put your mind to it.

Inspiration by Literature: Les Mis (Part 2/3)

This is my second post that is inspired by Les Mis, the movie. I actually just ordered the book so that I can read it. I really don’t need another book because I have tons of other books (and when I mean tons, I really mean tons) that I should read. But, that’s okay! I’ll eventually get through all the books I own. Anyways, the themes that I am going to talk about in this post will revolved around stuggles, pain, strength, and fear. The first three will all probably go hand-in-hand, but as for fear, I would like to tie the lack of fear in Les Mis into a really interesting article that I read in my “Mind, Body, Spirit” magazine.

So, as you may, or may not know, Les Miserables is French for “The Miserables” (and it’s not an ironic title).  These characters should be miserable; abandoning your child into a home that could care less, giving into prostitution because you cannot pay for any other way, the boy who you love loves somebody else, forever running away from the government and living in seclusion to do so, and watching your friends die in a battle. This book/musical is teeming with misery, pain, and suffering. You have images of poor people, dirty and hungry, in streets; they’re dying, or they are dead. You have glimpses and their miserable lives are shown to you and, as the writer/director hopes, empathize with their situation.

Amidst all their suffering and pain, they show a sense of hope and strength. They don’t just sit there and wallow in their pity, they fight, they carry on. And with that their pain becomes relevant, because it makes them a stronger person. Actually, this just comes to me, in the beginning Jean Valjean shows a sense of physical strength; it can be correlated with his emotional and mental strength (his spiritual strength comes later). This strength has him embark on this journey to be a father to his sister’s daughter, and to inspire those around him. He also uses that same strength to save those in need. That strength saves lives.

To accomodate that theme into our lives, let’s talk about suffering and pain in more personal scales. Even though pain makes you suffer and believe that there is no happiness left, and there will never be happiness left, it’s all for a reason. The Universe and God knows your strong enough to handle it, and they want to see your soul grow with strength; because that pain will stay with you forever, and it will shape you to become a better person (if you so choose). We live for the experience, and, like yin and yang, we need a balance between both the good and bad. Everyone is equipped with some kind of hope (I will get into the theme of hope in the last post because it ties in with this theme and the theme I will talk about next), which will get one through the pain and the suffering. Tons of intelligent and spiritual leaders tell you that there is a reason for pain, and I have come to think of their words to be completely true.

I’ve suffered in my own way, more emotional than anything else, and it’s given me a hella bunch of strength, which I thank God for every day. I know that strength will be of use to me sometime in the future. I don’t know what, and I’m not supposed to know, and neither are you; that’s what makes life a gift. Every moment, whether it’s good or bad, is something to cherish, because it’ll always mean something. I’ve talked about my strange coincidences…and that’s just the beginning. I’m so glad that I’m opening up my eyes now, so that I can see how precious and lovely life is. All the good, all the bad, I am now trying to take it for granted. I soak up the rays of the good times the Universe gives me, and I try to learn and plow through the bad. I had a really rough time last month-I wrote a couple posts on it- on how depressed and unmotivated I am; and I am learning from it. These things happen, and will continuing on happening, because…that’s life!

And life not only throws pain at us, but it also throws us fear. Fear…is a very interesting concept in our lives. The only reason why I’m mentioning fear is because I read an article that made me ponder about fear. I actually got so into the article, I started to highlight points that I wanted to bring up in a post. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I could tie it in with Les Mis. You see, there were no characters in Les Mis who had fear in them, and if they did they would not be able to do the things they needed to do. If the little boy had fear of getting shot, he wouldn’t have gone out in front of the French army in the first place; if Jean Valjean had fear of getting caught stealing, he would have never have stole the candles in the first place.

These characters, this fearlessness, is the key into making life yours; and when I mean yours, something that you can live free.

Fearlessness is not only possible, it is the ultimate joy. When you touch nonfear, you are free.”- Thich Nhat Hanh

They were at the point where they took fear into its hands, whatever kind of monster it may be, and shook it; they acknowledged what it was, whether it be getting caught or dying, and accepted that. Accepting that fear and truly understanding it, makes them unfear that fear…and frees them from whatever constraints were there in the first place! The lack of fear is what let them pursue their destiny. If you and I could do the same, actually…scratch that, if the entire WORLD can do the same, could you imagine what kind of place this would be?! No fear of anything can make this world be incredible, although, let’s not confuse lack of fear with power, even though it makes one feel powerful. With good intentions and positive energy, lack of fear can be used to make the world a better place. Nothing would be able to hold us back.

Easier said than done, right? I agree. Although, I do not fear what most people fear (death), I do have lots of tiny fears in my life that hold me back. Two fears that I can say right off the bat are: abandonment and people disliking me. If you’re a spiritual person like I am, your fears and phobias can be a result of a past life experience, in which I would tell you to go to someone who can help you with past life regression; but, my fears and phobias have been created in this life, and I want to fix them before I carry them onto my next.

I have a handful of people who have abandoned me, mostly close friends. The worst instance, where the root is probably the deepest, was my best friend of a couple years one day telling me he’s always hated me; he continued, for about a year, to make my life hell. It may sound nothing, but it really rips you when the person you trust most tells you something like this; it really crushes you inside. As for people not liking me, well, I was…different in high school. I wasn’t attractive, I always read books, I was smart, I hung out with kids who were outcasts like me, and I believed in very interesting things. Nobody in high school cared about spiritual ideas, or paranormal books, or things I liked. And, to make matters worse, I hung out with a kid who was slowly introducing me into the materialistic world and making me become arrogant. My last two years of high school I had a Formspring and I got a lot (and I mean A LOT) of hate mail. I hate getting pity for that because I’m not that person any more, although I am deeply affected by it. Although my confidence has grown in the past couple of months, I have been jaded by all those events…and it makes sense why my fear is revolving around those ideas.

They will pop up again; I will be abandoned by people who are close to me, and people will dislike me. But, now that I have learned what fear is and how life should be, I can look that fear into it’s dark, menacing eyes and smile right back at it. I know it’s there, I accept it’s there, but it will not run my life. Just because somebody does not like me, or just because somebody leaves me doesn’t mean that nobody will ever like me, or come into my life again. It’s just a way of life, and I need to accept it. And, when all else fails, I know I’ll never EVER lose the person who I love, cherish, and have the best time with: myself. Once in a vision, a voice once told me,” Michelle, you’re never alone”, and I’m not. And neither are you. I’ll always be here for you.

The Tiny Synchronicities of the Universe

Before I do my next post on the themes of Les Mis, I had an inspiration to write a post on synchronicity. I am sure I will do many posts on it since basically my entire life has been one giant synchronicity (and yours has too!) and I’m currently reading a book to learn more about it.

I’m sure many of you are wondering,”Synchronicity, what is it?”. Now, I could be really sassy and just tell you to wikipedia it, or dictionary.com it, but I shall tell you before I go in depth with my tales! It’s a term that comes from Carl Jung and he describes it as “a string of coincidences that occur in multiple events”.  The way that I describe it is in one word: signs. I learned this term only recently, about 6 months ago, but I realized synchronicity has been happening in my life many times before then. Back in high school, I would get reoccurring “signs” about things important to me; the major one being about Boston. Time in and time out I remember the word “Boston” would appear randomly on everything; I’d be walking throughout Philly and I’d see about 10 Boston sports paraphernalia, or I would flip randomly to a page in my French text book and the word Boston would occur in the text (true story!). Reading through this, you might be thinking of something similar, am I right?

Well, what does this mean? It’s the Universe speaking to you on its own terms. It’s trying to point you in the right direction, telling you where your fate is. Synchronicity is the Universe guiding you on your life path, so that you can fulfill your life’s purpose. Ever since I became more spiritually “aware”, synchronicity has been all around me. I’ll think of somebody and, moments later, they will appear; it’ll even be somebody who I haven’t seen in a while. For example, yesterday I was going to the mall and randomly thought of my friend who was visiting in a nearby town. Later, I run into that same girl in the mall; what are the chances?!

The event that inspired me to make this post was something that happened today.

Yesterday I was browsing through the bookstore’s magazines, and a magazine caught my eye. It was a magazine called “Mind, Body, Spirit”, and this wasn’t the first time that I was buying this magazine. I bought it a time before, and absolutely loved all the articles within it! Then, today, I was reading it, and I closed the magazine just staring at the image on the front, and letting my thoughts roam.I thought it was so inspiring, I wanted to post a picture of it on Facebook when I got back from work.I got to the point where I looked him up on the internet, and realized, that I’ve seen his work before! I saw it one day on Tumblr, and I thought it was awesome that his images were reintroduced into my life.

My magazine; Cover done by the artist Alex Grey and it is called "The Net of Being"

My magazine; Cover done by the artist Alex Grey and it is called “The Net of Being”

Then when I came back from work, I went on Facebook to see what was new, and I saw this post from highexistence.com’s facebook page:

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I did a double take! I could not believe that this was actually happening; I grew a little bit excited. Sometimes I think the Universe does this to me in order to amuse me..and, believe me, it’s working because I started to laugh a little.

Strange coincidences like this is an amazing thing, and all somebody needs to do is just become more spiritually aware of your surroundings. Big or little, these things really do make such a great difference in one’s life. It’s a way of the Universe telling you,” Hey, you’re on the right path” and “you’re becoming one with the Universe, good job!”. Whomever said life isn’t beautiful or worth it hasn’t been through the things that I go through every day. Things like this is what motivates me spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically because I know that the Universe is on my side, and always will be.

Inspiration by Literature: Les Mis (Part 1/3)

So, I just came back from seeing Les Mis with my mother, and I must say, I was blown away. Victor Hugo was a genius at the plot. The movie inspired me so much that I want to read his book. The movie was filled with symbolism and great themes (my two favorite things to see in novels), so I think it would be beneficial to read it. Also, I love being inspired by other peoples’ writings; I incorporate them to my own. For example, Oscar Wilde is my current role model as a writer.  I first read The Picture of Dorian Gray in my AP English and Literature class in 12th grade, and I was the only one who loved it. People complained that it was too descriptive, too dark, too dreary. For me, it was a reader’s orgasm. Since I love description, symbolism, and hidden themes, it was a paradise for me. I think I spent hours analyzing what Oscar Wilde meant; I did the same for his play “The Importance of Being Earnest”. His wit is something else I admire about him; only he would think to connect food with sexual desires…what a complete genius! (That’s actually what I wrote my essay on,too).

Today’s post I will be chatting about theme(s) (I might go into multiple, depending on my obvious rambling thoughts) I found really intriguing in the story. Where to begin?

I think today I’m going to address love and family. I was quite amused by the “romantic love” I saw in the movie. At first I was yearning for a love like that, as I always do, but somewhere throughout the movie I stopped doing that; which was kind of new for me. I started to enjoy seeing to people happy with each other instead of wishing I was them; I enjoyed their positive energy and how complete they felt. I came into realization that, through all my previous and current relationships with men, whether it be romantic, friends, family, etc., no man could ever satisfy me, or make me completely happy. I was chatting with a friend, actually a couple, about this, and I kept saying how my want for romantic love has died down. I’m attracted to men, but I don’t really want to commit myself romantically to one, and when it starts to happen I just want to back out. For some reason, which I know I don’t need to understand, my life path shouldn’t be revolved around romance and men, but it should be about me and what I am to do for this world.

Love is a very interesting emotion, or as my friend calls it “action”. I can’t even bring myself to call it an emotion, it’s something more than that. Something quite magical. And yet, people say that love is meant to be with only one other person. Why one other person? I thought it was infinite? Your infinite love for one person and your infinite love for another person still adds up for love to infinity. It’s complex because I know where people get the want to be with one other person. In Plato’s Symposium, he mentions that God originally created us with two heads,four arms, and four legs, but we were so powerful he split them up, and having them search for them; so, as the myth goes, there is another half out there. This is what we call our “twin flame” in spirituality. But, from what I have read, you don’t end up with your twin flame until the end of your soul’s travel (I will do multiple posts on my belief about lifetimes and what souls go through sometime in the next month; it’ll be about this thing called “The Michael Teachings”) and sometimes you don’t end up with them, or you have a very complex relationship. This person is literally the opposite of you. Your strengths are their weaknesses, and their weaknesses are your strengths. You compliment each other in the best, and worst, way possible. Aside from them, you have tons of other soul mates. But why must you be separate from the other part of you? Because, now this seems a bit far-fetched, you both have goals that need to be completed, and sometimes you need to do things alone in order to be together.

But, your other soul mates are ones you can love, too. They are your friends, your family, your other loves, and they’re meant to be in your life to continue this path that you are on. You meet people for a reason, and you’re all connected whether you like it or not. And it’s extraordinary to think that these people were meant to help you, and you were meant to help them.

Which brings me to my next topic: family. I know they say that you can’t pick family, but, turns out that you can. Jean Valjean became Cosette’s father, even though he wasn’t technically her father. But that love that he has for her, that’s what makes him a true father to her. I consider many of my best friends brothers and sisters, and I would treat them just as such. Just because we are blood related, does not mean that we are not bound by our souls. It is the ruler of this universe who provides us who we need, and with that in mind, everyone who he gives me I will call my family. My father gets upset when I call a non-blood relative my Uncle, but he acts like a part of family to me. He cares for my family, he loves my family, and he is good to my family; I welcome him with open arms. Why should I not call him my Uncle? Why should I not give him that honor? He’s giving us the honor of looking out for us; it’s the least I can do.

Whether you believe in fate, or not, there is a path that you are on. You will meet people who will challenge you in the best, and worst, ways possible, and just remember that it’s okay; they’re meant to do that. Connections with the souls closest to you is what is most important; that’s how I feel. This is why I feel as if no single person can leave me satisfied, because no single person should.

15 Ways To Increase Your Happiness

I’ve mentioned how I have been feeling down lately. My happiness has been getting better, but it’s still not up to par on what it used to be. During the past couple of days when I had time to think for myself, I’ve been trying to think of a couple of ways to bring my happy meter up. I tried to think of the things that I’m missing in my life now that I had when I was happy. So here’s a couple of things that will make you more happy. Enjoy!

  1. Surround yourself with family and friends– Love is the ultimate cure for anything, especially family and friends. (you can add your sweetheart in there too if you have one!) I am most energized when I have a great talk/time with my family, or my friends. Sharing the love with them really helps one’s energy.
  2. Read a good book– Books are always my escape; it’s like entering a new world. You forget who you are and what your problems are, and you become somebody else for that time that you spend reading. It’s quite a magical experience! And if reading is something you enjoy, like me, and it’s an outstanding book, then you will feel refreshed after taking some time to yourself. Plus, it’s a great imagination booster! 🙂
  3. Listen to your favorite songs– Music, whatever it is, is yet another great escape. I know when I’m mad and I listen to music, I calm down and feel a lot better. It’s like taking a hot shower and letting all the dirt wash off. Bonus: Dancing to your favorite music is the BEST. Dancing in general releases neurotransmitters in your brain (because it’s a lot like exercise) and makes you happier.
  4. Laugh– You must admit, laughing makes you hella happy. Well, obviously! It has also been proven that when you laugh it releases endorphins (happy molecules) in your brain, which is why you should laugh when you are sad and depressed. A laugh a day keeps the doctor away.
  5. Cry– This might seem a bit oxymoronic, but haven’t you ever felt better once you cried? It’s detrimental when you cry a lot over a short period of time, but one good cry takes toxins out of your body, and also releases endorphins in your brain. Even if you cry from laughter (which is the way you want to go) will be great for your body.
  6. Surround yourself with positive energy– This one is a given. Believe it or not, you subconsciously pick up energies from other people around you, both negative and positive.  If you surround yourself with negative people, you will most likely share that energy with them, but if you surround yourself with positive people, you might become a little bit more positive. Also, you really don’t want debbie-downers around you; you always want to surround yourself with loving and caring people who will make you laugh and smile.
  7. Smile as much as possible– Once again I’m going to go all neuroscience on you and tell you that smiling releases those fun little molecules in your brain that works with your emotions (yeah, yeah, yeah Michelle…we get it.). There’s an old wives tale that says even when you don’t feel like smiling, you should smile so that you can feel better (personally I do it just to show off my pearly whites. Kidding…really.). And you should show off your beautiful smile, too! Nobody likes a mopey person.
  8. Go out on a nature walk, or just be with nature in general– I love to stress our connection with nature. There’s something so natural about it, and, come to think of it, we’re a part of nature, too. Being in our natural habitat just gives a sense of calm and freedom like nothing else does. Plus, a dose of fresh air rather than that stuffy indoors air will makes your body happy…and then hopefully you become mentally happy!
  9. Write– If you’re a regular on my blog and know me well, you knew this was coming eventually. If there’s one thing I believe all people should do, it would be write. Writing is such a great escape (just like reading; they kind of go hand-in-hand) but YOU have the power to create your own story. Whether it be fiction, autobiographical, non-fictional, it doesn’t matter! Just getting your thoughts out there gives you a sense of power. I always like to say…the sword is my own pen!
  10. Browse stores/shop– But don’t overdo it! I know materialism comes out of overshopping when you’re depressed (my one friend told me he didn’t need a therapist because he would shop and buy things), but if you do it in moderation and don’t over buy things, then it can be quite beneficial. Treating yourself to a little something then and now is nice and refreshing, and you really deserve something; but don’t rely your happiness on it. Try on things with your friends. Be silly. Buy somebody a gift and give because you know it’ll make them happy. Guarantee you that those activities will be great.
  11. Buy/wear something sexy– And don’t do it for an event, do it just to do it. I know my best days are the ones where I’m looking good and I’m all dressed up! You should try it as well. Wear a pair of heels, do your hair, wear that red lipstick. When you look like a million bucks, you’ll feel like a million bucks.
  12. Meditate– Meditation is the best medicine. If you focus on the positivity around you and dispel the negative, I guarantee you after a couple of sessions you’ll feel a lot better. I feel my energy become more concentrated in positivity and light after I have a great meditation session.
  13. Sing– Doesn’t matter if you sing like Taylor Swift or a dying cat, do it anyways! Sing in the shower, sing in the car, or sing to your sweetheart; anything works! I know when I feel sucky and I start singing, eventually I feel a lot better. I get really into it and start pouring my heart out. You know if I’m singing, it’s a song that shows how I really feel. Bonus: Sing a happy, peppy song (I should just make a playlist for y’all to follow. I’ll stick that on my list to blog about).
  14. Exercise/ do yoga (or do both!)– Why? Release of endorphins (I got to the point this time! I figure that you just know it from now). And not only is it good for your body (if your body is happy, chances are you’ll become happier,too!), but it makes you feel hella better. Sometimes I run my stress out; after workouts I go home feeling on top of the world. Not to mention the diggin’ body that you’ll get (;
  15. Eat healthy/ drink lots of water– Same idea as the one previously mentioned. If you treat your body right and it is “happy”, then you, too, will become happy. Junk foods, the way that I see it, just weigh you down (literally!), and they are a source of negativity. People seem to go to it to fill a hole in their life (overeating). It’s good in moderation, but it should not be a part of your diet. You will not get the nutrients and energy you need to supply your body.