Chapter one hundred and thirty eight.

Happiness is in everything; I dare you to invite it in.

It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as deeply as the

sunshine, for they bring forth different emotions.

Happiness is enjoying the moment, being present

for that gift that is living, and allowing it to become

intense.

For me, there is something about chopping a home

grown vegetable that soothes me to my soul; I

listen to the sound as the knife cuts and then the

metal meets the wood. I let my hands move slowly

in the silence of the room, allowing random

birdsong and windy gusts to infuse my mind. The

earthy flavours develop an intensity, there is a burst

of aroma with each cut and in the quietness within,

I am happy.

Other times I burst with life in the joy of movement.

I love to dance to vibrant music, loud and strong. I

feel my limbs move with the beat, my mind

enjoying the heady ride. There is something about

cycling in the countryside, with or without music, in

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