Why have we become so obsessed with so called happy endings (yes, i said WE because i know i’m not alone on this)? A human affliction of skipping to the end whilst largely blah blahing the content, reaching the pinnacle of the mountain without appreciating fully each step towards it.
For me, it all began in early childhood. Those formative years as a middle child were chaotic at times, bearing witness to my parents turbulent marriage made for an unstable family life.
I day dreamed incessantly (still do, i’m a dreamer after all), often finding myself wandering around Wonderland or through the wardrobe into Narnia. Somewhere in the midst of childhood, i heard and read stories that repeatedly climaxed with that fateful phrase ‘they all lived happily ever after.’
That was the sugar coated lie, that crept into my psyche and seeped through my skin planting a seed that grew into a forest to rival the Amazon. This kind of conditioning, speaks to the value of a life being measured by a certain happiness/success quota. Is life itself not valuable enough anymore?
Every, single, breath by precious breath we take is a miracle. A blessing. Am i wrong? Will we only get to overstanding this on our deathbeds?Are we so concerned with the idea of the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, that we can no longer fully recognise the wonder of the rainbow? Fuck the gold, it’s the rainbow that’s priceless.
I’m just like you, i want to live a life to be remembered. Achieve personal goals and stuff, but i also need to not be a shitty human. Meaning, i need to pay attention to how i’m going about these efforts. Are my intentions matching up with the impact of my actions? Am i in alignment with my soul purpose, or am i in resistance? These are questions for both you and i to ask and answer every day moment to moment, that is if we want to avoid the aforementioned deathbed fate.
There is nothing happy about endings anyway, it’s just another false narrative we have largely become hooked on. Don’t you think it’s time we got clean?
In search of happy endings
forgetting about the start
neglecting the details in the middle
that’s how things fall apart