“There is nothing you have to do, get, or be in order to be happy. Happiness is hard-wired into you. You cannot *not* be happy, because it is your innate nature.”
These are the words of Srikumar Rao, who I went to see speak at an alumni event last week. Six months after I concluded a year of inspiration and deep introspection, I was in need of a psychological tune-up. I went to see Dr. Srikumar Rao, because I had heard great things about his previous talks and his course, Creativity and Personal Mastery. Bald, smiling, Indian, and a Ph.D. in marketing, he is a guru for type-A personalities.
But if happiness is my innate nature, why am I not feeling it right now?
“You do not feel happy, because you have spent your entire life learning to be unhappy.”
Type-As are a skeptical set. But how do you *know* that happiness is my innate state?
“How do I know? Have you ever seen something so spectacular that it took you outside yourself to a place of great calm?”
In that moment I was back on the deck of the house I lived in during grad school, where I would lose myself in the beautiful view of the area I called home.
Grad school was the most hectic two years of my life. It was the first time I found myself needing to manage my time all the way down to 15-minute increments. Yet no matter how worried, stressed, or completely overwhelmed I felt, that view from our deck could always give me refuge.
“Why were you transported? Because, somehow, you were able to accept the universe exactly as it was. Your habitual wanting self dropped away, so you didn’t have to do anything to experience the happiness innate in you, it just rose up and enveloped you. I know it exists, because you remember it.
“When you are unhappy, it is because you are rejecting the universe as it is. And the universe is not playing ball. It is beating you.”
It sure is.
I reflected on the moments when I’ve been less than happy. Sometimes it’s because I am engulfed by not-so-pleasant mental chatter that is preventing me from connecting with the situation or people right in front of me. Maybe I am replaying everything that went wrong. Or I am obssessed with trying to shape the future into exactly the way I want it to be.
Thanks to some time off between graduation and re-entering the workforce, I had made strides in learning to quiet my mental chatter, and I’m going through exercises to tame my inner critic. But it’s been an awful lot of work, and there are moments where I wonder whether I’m really capable of just being happy.
It dawned on me that I had this “pursuit of happiness” stuff all wrong. When people coined this phrase, they didn’t mean “pursuit” in terms of chasing something beyond me, but “pursuit” in terms of an activity which is always accessible and I’m regularly engaged in. I just need to choose not to forget that it’s always with me. And reminding myself of that is as easy as remembering a sunset.