We all have those days (weeks or months) when we wake up and want to put the alarm on a snooze-loop (or better yet, forget the alarm all together).

On these days it seems that what we do doesn’t hold as much meaning as it did yesterday.

The only way I know how to counter the moments when we stop felling it, is to draw down not into ourselves but into the small details instead.
Details like the pleasure of stoping to say one unprovoked kind word to another person.
Or like the pleasure of slowing down enough to smell the coffee before you drink it.
Or the pleasure of touching a keepsake given by a friend.

Joy, happiness and meaning are found in relishing the details of life as much as in succeeding in our ambitions. When we lose sight of WHY we’re doing what we’re doing, it’s time to remind ourselves of what we have at our fingertips. Once we start looking, we can’t help but overwhelm ourselves with small bits of detail that collectively come together as evidence that what we’re doing is building meaning. We are meaning machines.

Happiness is not a goal…it’s a by-product of a life well lived.
Eleanor Roosevelt