Ten Types Of Ordinary Happiness

Lizards in the garden, appearing after the sun comes out. Basking and frolicking on the hot bricks. The bricks are in a herringbone pattern. The lizards are small enough to fit between the cracks. They snuggle and throw their tiny faces up to the sun. Then they start a game of chasing, of follow the leader and their little tails become perfectly straight like a rudder. I clear my throat, not meaning to, and scare them away.

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A baby sitting in a pram eating a biscuit. Mushy face, mushy fingers. Drool and biscuit crumbs down his front. Now I know what cheeks like apples look like. He goos and gaas at a passing puppy, sees me looking and offers me some of his soggy biscuit with a toothless grin.

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Real, beckoning, twinkling starlight on a night so clear the sky is see-through. How can such a polluted world offer up such a picture perfect night? I want to watch forever, imagining other worlds far away.

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Lying down for a moment after a hard day and feeling safe and comfortable in my big, old bed.

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Hearing a song my sister wrote on the weekend and realising it is in a major key – a happy key. A hopeful key. A key without tears.

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Laughing at a little brown finch trying to balance on a leaf that has fallen into the terracotta bowl in the garden that serves as a bird bath. He twitters and squeaks, attempting to hover like a hummingbird, but even his slight frame is too much for the leaf and it sinks. He persists, falling in and out of the water like he is a professional diver, eventually giving up and flying off with a jubilant cry that says :

At least I tried. At least I tried.

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Laughing at my son talk to his friend on the phone and the little in-jokes and shared phrases they have. It’s good to know he has people who care about him besides me.

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Wearing my just-mended Doc Marten motorcycle boots in the rain and knowing they no longer let the water in. Attempting to do one of those up-in-the-air side jumps the dancers do, looking like I am having some kind of fit, but not caring because my feet are dry. My feet are DRY!

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Seeing my much loved fuchsia plant revive after a particularly bad bout of some kind of fungus. Watching it for ages as the little capped flowers bob in the sun – pink and purple and white as if it is a store for hats made for the inhabitants of Fairyland.

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Feeling glad that I can make this list, that I can see all these wonderful things, and knowing that happiness can come from everyday sights and sounds, that it can arrive, resplendent and glorious, from the most unexpected of places.

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25 thoughts on “Ten Types Of Ordinary Happiness

  1. I really enjoy how you get such delight and pleasure out of the simplest of pleasures. There is beauty everywhere if we just open our eyes and look around us. So happy to hear about your sister making progress, that’s really wonderful Selma.

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  2. I wish everyone could stop and see beauty in their surroundings. There might be fewer problems if they did. Can you imagine if the CEO of some planet-wrecking company started realizing the beauty in the ordinary? We might all see big changes around our fair sphere.

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  3. Wonderful sentiments Selma. I adore how you have the ability to distill random ordinary events into their purest essence. As a Yank, I love to use the word pram. My fellow Americans prefer baby carriage or stroller, but pram takes less syllables.

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  4. Thanks for reminding me that I can turn a crappy start to the week around-beautifully stated!

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  5. So lovely, lovely, lovely…..I also love a good brewed tea on a slightly chilly night–and so much more. Thanks for slapping me awake and for having such a open, lovely outlook. Your posts always fall on me like late afternoon sunshine……..

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  6. Gosh Selma – this is beautiful. Thank you for sharing it. Every time I see a really lush orange sky at sunset – so orange it looks almost edible – I just remember: “this is what the dinosaur’s saw. This was how polluted it got. This is what killed them. And even though it’s seemingly tragic, I always feel happy knowing 1) that the world heals itself and goes on, and 2) it never stops being beautiful, even in agony.

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  7. High there. I was led to your blog through an “automatically generated” link when I wrote a post on my blog here at wordpress (let it blurt). The first thing I see is your account of lizards snuggling in the bricks. What a case of serendipity! I was about to write a post about a pet lizard I met yesterday. He was a nice lizard. I have fond memories of watching lizards scurry around in the sun, although none of them live natuarally where I am now. They remind me of little dinasours. Anyway, thanks for sharing.

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  8. This is lovely. What a great reminder to count our blessings. (One of which is NOT my feedreader or whatever that thing is that tells me when folks have updated. You keep not showing up and then I miss stuff like this. Bleah.)

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  9. hey, I haven’t commented here in a while. I missed u a bit too sweet Selma.

    I have a couple of Ordinary Happiness to add for me – The first breeze to hit you when it rains heavily in the night after a hot day. It was almost magically at around 10:15 pm tonight. A little of my troubles blew away in the wind.

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  10. It’s the appreciation of the ordinary that creates a world of pure happiness. When I dance myself silly from the kitchen to the couch, it’s a feeling I couldn’t explain even to myself.

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  11. GYPSY – my sister does seem to be making progress. So far so good. I am keeping everything crossed. LOL.

    CRAFTY GREEN – it is there, isn’t it? We just need to recognise it. Well, I don’t need to tell you that. Your work is filled with such beauty it is obvious you see it. In some ways you have inspired me. πŸ™‚

    KAREN – the day some CEO stops to smell the roses will indeed be the day the world is saved, I live in hope……

    SAGACIOUS – oh, I am so glad that I could help de-crap your week a little. You have made my day by saying that. Thank you.

    FLORA – WOW. I am really honoured by your visit as I see you are a bit of an expert on these sorts of things. Thank you so much.

    MELEAH – oh how wonderful. Babies are the best, aren’t they? I love the little chubby cheeks and when they kiss you they drool all over you. It’s brilliant.

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  12. GERALDINE – it just made me so happy to see that baby. Absolutely adorable. That, to me, is what life is all about !

    BRENDA – there is nothing like a good brewed tea on a chilly night. Very well put. There are so many other things I could add to the list. Maybe I’ll do another list in a few weeks.

    NAT- me too. In looking for the things that made me happy I actually began to feel happy. Who would’ve thought?

    PAISLEY – truly a woman after my own heart. Hahaha. One day I’m getting a king size for sure. It’s a dream of mine. I don’t want to be a millionaire or famous. I just want a king-size bed!

    POET – you are making me cry here. My God, I’ve never really thought about it before but the world does heal itself, doesn’t it? Thank you so much for saying that. You have put a little splash of hope in my day. XX

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  13. ANTHONY – wouldn’t it be wonderful if you were right? Actually, I think you are. :smiling and nodding:

    RWHACKMAN – you are kidding me. That is incredible. Talk about happenstance. Sometimes life will just do a little thing like this which makes you realise we are all part of a bigger picture. I am so glad you stopped by. That is just amazing!

    KAYT – likewise. I am so glad to be reading your blog too. Brilliant stuff!

    HEATHER – my feedreader has a mind of its own. It’s got me subscribed to all these horse-grooming sites. How that happened I’ll never know. Most of the time I just ignore it. It’s so lovely to hear from you.

    ROSHAN – I’ve missed you too, my dear friend. Ah, your image of the cool breeze in the rain is something I can completely relate to after a scorcher in Sydney. A blessing indeed. How lovely!

    CHRIS – Billy Idol knew what he was talking about when he wrote ‘Dancing with Myself’, didn’t he? πŸ˜‰

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  14. DAVID – how I love William Blake. Not as much as Shelley though. He is my ultimate fave. But Blake was a very inspirational man. Such a nice quote to include!

    JOHNNY – so sweet of you to say so. If I was really posh or had suddenly turned into Mary Poppins I would say ‘perambulator.’ Pram is so much easier!

    **Sorry about my reply to your comments being out of sequence. WordPress seemed to have lost you both there for a bit.

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