Sharing love in the world is simple. It's simply about leaving people happier than when you met.
Many people are too busy, miserable, or out of their depth in life to be happy. They have unhappy problems with money, relationships, or health. Or their life at home or at work isn't as happy as they' wish.
The thing is, science shows that a person is up to 42% more likely to be happy if a friend becomes happy.
http://www.adhd-triplan.com/page/mission-statement
There's no excuse not to make someone happier, unless you're too lazy, or unhappy yourself.
Oh dear, is that provocative? Are you too lazy or unhappy to make others happy! The point is, opportunities abound daily to bring happiness to others. Here's a few examples from the past few days.
Bank Manager
"How are you?" I asked.
"The same," he replied. "Working hard."
I smiled. "You haven't made a fortune and retired yet then?"
He smiled back. "I wish I could."
"You could," I said cheerfully. "Google 'red paper clip house'. A man looked at a red paper clip one day, and wished he had a house instead. He did within the year by swapping the paper clip for something more valuable, then swapping again and again and again until he had a house."
"Wow. That's amazing."
"I did my version and wrote a book about it. http://www.allansweeney.com/get-rich-happily.html I could retire if I wanted to. But I'd rather make people like you happier."
"I do feel happier. I'll try your system," the bank manager laughed. "I love it when you come in. You always make my day."
Waitress
"Amazing food," my friend Phillip said, looking at the menu. "Boeuf wellington with dauphinoise, and ginger and hoisin duck prosciutto sound idyllic."
"Would you like the beef rare?" the waitress asked.
"Yes," I replied. "If it's rare it's worth more, but you'll still charge the same price." She was already happy, but I cracked a few jokes, and she laughed, even happier.
Restaurant manager
"Who's that?" I asked the waitress, nodding towards a miserable, burly, man.
"That's the new manager," she said. "He hasn't smiled since he's been here."
He looked dangerous, more a grim fighter than a chirpy waiter. I called him over, hoping the words I had in my head would make him laugh, not hit me.
"Everything's brilliant here," I said. He stared at me, grimly. "The food's brilliant, the waitress is brilliant, the atmosphere's brilliant. There's just one little thing."
"What's that?" he scowled.
"You," I replied, adding before he could reply, "you'd look better in a sexy little maid's outfit."
Wow! His head shot backwards as he roared with laughter. He was still laughing as he served the next customer.
Road sweeper
Walking along Eastbourne seafront with Amanda, I saw a serious-looking road-sweeper, working hard. They rarely get thanks.
“Thank you,” I called. He ignored me and bent double, to diligently pick a tiny piece of paper from a hedge. “Thank you,” I repeated. “You're doing great work there.”
He looked up and grinned. “Thank YOU. I'm just trying to make the world a better place. You caring makes me feel happy.”
Turkish chip shop owner
Driving through Worthing late at night, is not the best place to be if you're hungry. A 'kebab and chips' shop offered the best hope of sustenance. Inside, two Turkish men served from a wide hatch surrounded by loving Islamic symbols.
I could feel the men's sadness. But it didn't feel like a huge problem to resolve.
“Nice to see two men putting such love into their food,” I said.
They looked startled, as if I was trying to be horrid, not nice.
“You are special,” I said. “If only the world had more kind people like you, the world would be a much nicer place.”
Suddenly, they broke into broad smiles. “You're the first person to be nice to us today.” They didn't stop smiling, even as I walked out with my bag of love-filled chips.
Just needed to give them a little faith back in human nature, to help them be happier.
Dri-cleaner's shop assistant
The gorgeous young lady assistant smiled as I entered the dri-cleaners. Her smile seems winning, but hides something dark, I thought.
"Good morning. How are you?" she smiled politely.
"Better than you by the look of it," I replied.
"I'm fine."
"I'm a therapist."
Her smile shrank a little. "Oh..."
"What's happened?" I asked.
"My best friend was murdered. A hammer smashed through his skull..."
"Do thoughts keep repeating?"
"Yes. There can't be a funeral for three months, until after the post-mortem. They have to reconstruct the skull, put pieces together. I can't stop thinking of my friend's skull being pieced together."
Her smile had dropped. Tears dropped too.
After kind words of empathy, I offered help for her post-traumatic flash-back memories, and potential bereavement.
"I'll help your friends too," I said. "No charge."
How can we charge when we might have been guided by the Gods to meet, to bring happier smiles to the world?
There are so many ways to make people feel happier.
Praise, therapy, humour, advice, kindness, reassurance or thanks. The list is endless... Can you think of more...? And become even more like an angel...?
:-)
Many people are too busy, miserable, or out of their depth in life to be happy. They have unhappy problems with money, relationships, or health. Or their life at home or at work isn't as happy as they' wish.
The thing is, science shows that a person is up to 42% more likely to be happy if a friend becomes happy.
http://www.adhd-triplan.com/page/mission-statement
There's no excuse not to make someone happier, unless you're too lazy, or unhappy yourself.
Oh dear, is that provocative? Are you too lazy or unhappy to make others happy! The point is, opportunities abound daily to bring happiness to others. Here's a few examples from the past few days.
Bank Manager
"How are you?" I asked.
"The same," he replied. "Working hard."
I smiled. "You haven't made a fortune and retired yet then?"
He smiled back. "I wish I could."
"You could," I said cheerfully. "Google 'red paper clip house'. A man looked at a red paper clip one day, and wished he had a house instead. He did within the year by swapping the paper clip for something more valuable, then swapping again and again and again until he had a house."
"Wow. That's amazing."
"I did my version and wrote a book about it. http://www.allansweeney.com/get-rich-happily.html I could retire if I wanted to. But I'd rather make people like you happier."
"I do feel happier. I'll try your system," the bank manager laughed. "I love it when you come in. You always make my day."
Waitress
"Amazing food," my friend Phillip said, looking at the menu. "Boeuf wellington with dauphinoise, and ginger and hoisin duck prosciutto sound idyllic."
"Would you like the beef rare?" the waitress asked.
"Yes," I replied. "If it's rare it's worth more, but you'll still charge the same price." She was already happy, but I cracked a few jokes, and she laughed, even happier.
Restaurant manager
"Who's that?" I asked the waitress, nodding towards a miserable, burly, man.
"That's the new manager," she said. "He hasn't smiled since he's been here."
He looked dangerous, more a grim fighter than a chirpy waiter. I called him over, hoping the words I had in my head would make him laugh, not hit me.
"Everything's brilliant here," I said. He stared at me, grimly. "The food's brilliant, the waitress is brilliant, the atmosphere's brilliant. There's just one little thing."
"What's that?" he scowled.
"You," I replied, adding before he could reply, "you'd look better in a sexy little maid's outfit."
Wow! His head shot backwards as he roared with laughter. He was still laughing as he served the next customer.
Road sweeper
Walking along Eastbourne seafront with Amanda, I saw a serious-looking road-sweeper, working hard. They rarely get thanks.
“Thank you,” I called. He ignored me and bent double, to diligently pick a tiny piece of paper from a hedge. “Thank you,” I repeated. “You're doing great work there.”
He looked up and grinned. “Thank YOU. I'm just trying to make the world a better place. You caring makes me feel happy.”
Turkish chip shop owner
Driving through Worthing late at night, is not the best place to be if you're hungry. A 'kebab and chips' shop offered the best hope of sustenance. Inside, two Turkish men served from a wide hatch surrounded by loving Islamic symbols.
I could feel the men's sadness. But it didn't feel like a huge problem to resolve.
“Nice to see two men putting such love into their food,” I said.
They looked startled, as if I was trying to be horrid, not nice.
“You are special,” I said. “If only the world had more kind people like you, the world would be a much nicer place.”
Suddenly, they broke into broad smiles. “You're the first person to be nice to us today.” They didn't stop smiling, even as I walked out with my bag of love-filled chips.
Just needed to give them a little faith back in human nature, to help them be happier.
Dri-cleaner's shop assistant
The gorgeous young lady assistant smiled as I entered the dri-cleaners. Her smile seems winning, but hides something dark, I thought.
"Good morning. How are you?" she smiled politely.
"Better than you by the look of it," I replied.
"I'm fine."
"I'm a therapist."
Her smile shrank a little. "Oh..."
"What's happened?" I asked.
"My best friend was murdered. A hammer smashed through his skull..."
"Do thoughts keep repeating?"
"Yes. There can't be a funeral for three months, until after the post-mortem. They have to reconstruct the skull, put pieces together. I can't stop thinking of my friend's skull being pieced together."
Her smile had dropped. Tears dropped too.
After kind words of empathy, I offered help for her post-traumatic flash-back memories, and potential bereavement.
"I'll help your friends too," I said. "No charge."
How can we charge when we might have been guided by the Gods to meet, to bring happier smiles to the world?
There are so many ways to make people feel happier.
Praise, therapy, humour, advice, kindness, reassurance or thanks. The list is endless... Can you think of more...? And become even more like an angel...?
:-)
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