Friday, October 1, 2010

Every Day is Garbage Day

It's a bit funny to put the words "happy" and "garbage" in the same sentence.  But I think everyone should.  By sifting through personal garbage and baggage, you simply become happier.  So you do need to clean in order to be happy.  You clean your teeth, and in order to check...you smile, which makes you happy.  You clean your body, therefore, your skin shows happiness by glowing.  You clean your hair and you watch it shine...so it's happy too. You are fresh and being fresh is a good thing.  Thus, good things make you happy! 

But have we ever sat down and cleansed our hearts.  You can't run to the pharmacy and get a prescription.  You can't go to the store and grab soap and a luffa.  And you sure can't sit under the shower and turn up the pressure level on the head either.  You just can't, at least not for your heart.  As a people, we clean external surfaces and rarely look on the inside.  We clean cars that can hardly take us to work safely.  We clean kids and tell them everything will be alright, when in their minds, they know it won't be.  We have turned into robots, machines that are programmed to clean, scrub, polish and sand, but with very little regard for the soul of what or who we are cleaning.

Whenever I cannot handle my emotions, I am told "Get over it?"  But I am human.  I am made of things that break, literally and metaphorically.  Therefore, there must be a way to cleanse myself, but still remain whole and unharmed.  So I can't cut myself to release pain or anger.  I can't hit or hurt someone in order to feel better for the long term.  And frankly, I can't always find someone to listen to me.  I am stuck listening to myself.  But I trust myself.  And I am probably the only human being in the entire galaxy that would NEVER harm Me.  But how do I be and stay happy?  Genuinely. 

I really don't know what I need to do in order to be happy.  But I take the garbage out every week and say to myself, "How lucky is the house to have someone take the garbage all away and never have me see it again!"  That's what I want for my heart.  Every day is garbage day for my heart.  I want to dump, move on and never look back.  I want to leave room for fresher things in life.  I want my heart to be happy...so I can be happy.

-Hamed Hamad