In Pursuit of Happiness -- Marie Umali 
(March 06)  Speech 6

Good evening fellow Toastmasters and honored guests.  There is nothing I love more than reading and I am passionate about a particular section of the bookstore, self-help and personal improvement.  Inside those books were the answers to all of my problems.  I see the faces of Dr. Phil and Dr. Laura Schlesinger smiling at me, calling me to share in their wisdom.  There’s John Gray telling me that I’m really from the planet Venus, and not from Earth.  But on one particular day, I was on the hunt for a book on happiness.  I found one and brought it to the cashier.  He glanced at the title, “Eight Minutes to Happiness” and as he was giving me my change back, he said “You should keep your receipt.”, meaning of course that it was probably going to take more than 8 minutes to find happiness.

In preparing for this speech, I took a very unscientific poll.  I asked several friends, co-workers, and family members if they were happy.  When were they happiest?  What things or situations made them happy?  Many seemed caught off guard with the questions – as if I had just given them a pop quiz they hadn’t quite prepared for.  After a few minutes of thinking about the questions, I got the following answers:

  • “I’m happiest when I am loved by people that I love.”

  •  “I am quite a simple person.”, my cousin Amy said, “Things that make me happy are laughing, hugs, the smell of flowers, the sound of rain, watching kids play, snuggling with a puppy, being around happy people.  She ended it by saying “I don't know if this was any help, but it made me happy thinking of the things that make me happy.”

  •  One very intellectual answer was…“I haven’t quite reached Abraham Maslow’s hierarchy of needs.  I am still in the food, water, security stage.  I’ll be happy when I’ve reached self-actualization.” 

  • One co-worker without even hesitating said, “Yes! I’m happy!” at which my other co-worker turned to her and yelled “Liar!”

  • And another said, “I’m relatively happy…sometimes.  What do you mean by happy?” 

What do I mean by “happy”?  Well, for those who like definitions, the dictionary says that happiness is the “state of well-being, characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.” Another definition is: “an agreeable feeling, or condition of the soul arising from good fortune or a  favorable happening of any kind.  The state of being happy; contentment; joyful satisfaction; felicity; blessedness.” 

But as my mother pointed out, happiness is such a general word.  Why not call it the feeling of joy, of peace, of satisfaction after a job well done, of knowing that we’ve done our best, of feeling like we have enough?  But, for me, I’ve only found these in “moments”; in pockets of events in my life.  I didn’t feel happy all the time and I think my dissatisfaction stems from my wanting to feel happy all the time, before I can confidently say to the world, “Yes, I’m happy!”  I didn’t know the answer.  I hadn’t found the answer.  In the middle of my life, I was still pursuing happiness. 

But I was willing to listen and learn from those who claim to have found it.  From Dr. Seuss to the Dalai Lama, from philosophers to kings, they all have their own take on this subject and this is what they’ve said. Happiness can be found through acts of service and by finding your purpose.  The Dalai Lama teaches that it is through compassion that we can be truly be happy.  Learn to live in a constant state of gratitude and stay in the present moment.  Happiness, they say, is a decision and an attitude.  Happiness is intent, as when someone looks in the mirror and says “I’m going to be happy today and I’m going to try to not make anyone else unhappy.”  Happiness lies within us.  It isn’t something we chase or find and how many of us have chased dreams, fortunes, addictions, religions, and other people, all in the hope of fulfilling our lives.  These wise men and women say that it’s something that we have to create.  Lastly,  that happiness is a choice.

            Happiness is a choice.  This was obvious to me than when I watched my father go through his battle with colon cancer and I watched him every single day go to Cedars Sinai Hospital for his chemotherapy treatments.   The nurses loved him!  He would crack jokes, make them laugh.  He was flirtatious, optimistic, never gloomy or melancholy.  He wasn’t fake by any means.  There were days when he’d say, “Ooooh, not so good”, touching his stomach…but most of the time, he was upbeat. I’d sometimes catch my father dancing and exercising to his favorite songs.    You would never suspect that he was ill if not for the bandage around his left arm that held a needle permanently in place for his chemo.  Happiness is a choice.

            The writer, Dennis Prager, says that we are afflicted with what he calls the “Missing Tile Syndrome”     According to him, one of the ways we ruin our happiness is to look at a beautiful scene and fixate on whatever is flawed or missing, no matter how small.  Imagine looking at a tiled ceiling from which one tile is missing and you’ll most likely focus on that missing tile.  The more beautiful the ceiling, the more you will concentrate on the missing tile and let it affect your enjoyment of it.  Now when it comes to ceilings or anything else in the physical world, wanting things to exist in its complete form is desirable or even necessary.  Ceilings, he says, can be perfect, but life cannot.  In life, there will always be tiles missing.   We can always imagine a more perfect life, or we can choose to focus on real or perceived flaws to diminish our happiness.  He said in order to deal with the Missing Tile syndrome, we have to determine if what’s missing is central to our happiness or if it is just another insatiable longing.  The solution, he says, is to Get It, Forget It, or Replace It with another tile. 

As I was trying to summarize my points, I thought, there has to be something more I can say, something more on this subject that I can share with you, and in that one instant, in a flash of a moment, I realized, well maybe that was my problem.  I was always looking for something more, like one more book to tell me “what happy people know”.  I was trying to hold on to that euphoria.  But trying to sustain the feeling of happiness endlessly is impossible.   At some point, that experience is bound to pass, and the moment will be gone.  The novelist, Albert Camus said that “You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.”  After all of my searching, I try to keep in mind just one bit of wisdom, which is that “Happiness is really nothing more than good health … and a bad memory.”

Madame Toastmaster…

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