https://www.demorgen.be/lifestyle/li...apan-b83adc70/
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Bloemschikken, bosbaden of naar je ‘ikigai’ zoeken: na de Scandinavische trends laven we ons volop aan Japanse tradities voor een lang en gelukkig leven. Maar is het land van de rijzende zon wel zo’n goed voorbeeld?
Alle Denen ten spijt: de aaibare dekentjes, weelderige geurkaarsen en warme chocolademelk staan alweer op zolder
Midden januari. Zelfs de meest hardnekkige confetti is inmiddels van de weg geruimd, de laatste dennennaalden zitten in een goedgevulde stofzuigermaag en we schuifelen mondjesmaat weer achter ons bureau. Aan goede voornemens doe ik principieel niet mee, maar onvermijdelijk glipt de wrange waarheid de mazen van mijn bewustzijn binnen: het is tijd voor zelfreflectie. Tijd om strategieën te bedenken om in 2019 wél die work-life-balance op orde te krijgen, lijstjes te maken van alle onnozele brandjes die mijn stresslevel in 2018 aanwakkerden of op z’n minst mijn engagement bij de rest van de
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Wat is dat toch met al dat lifestyle, "happy me" gebeuren en instagram rommel? En al die reizen naar verre oorden wat je uiteindelijk toch ook weer gezien hebt na een tijd. Doet me denken aan deze quote.
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“Perhaps trying even makes for unhappiness. Perhaps all the din of my desiring has kept the strange bird from my shoulder. I have tried so long and so loud after happiness. I have looked so far and wide. I have always imagined that happiness is an island in the river. Perhaps it is the river. I have thought happiness to be the name of an inn at the end of the road. Perhaps it is the road. I have believed that happiness was always tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Perhaps it is here. Perhaps it is now. I have looked everywhere else.
“So: here and now.
“But here and now is clearly unhappiness. Perhaps then, no such thing as happiness. Perhaps happiness exists not, it is just a dream created by an unhappy mind. Certainly it cannot be as I unhappily imagine it. Here and now there is not happiness. So happiness is not. I need not therefore waste myself on what is not. I can forget about happiness then; I can cease to care and instead concern myself with something that I do know, can feel and fully experience. Happiness is an idle dream: now it is morning. I can awaken and stay with unhappiness, with what is real under the sun this moment. And now I see how much of my unhappiness came from trying to be happy; even I can see that trying is unhappiness. Happiness does not try….
“At last I am here and now. At last I am what I am. I am unpretending, at ease. I am unhappy – so what? But is this what I ran from? Is this really unhappiness?”
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