I saw a movie two years ago called “Into the Wild,” it was a great movie based on a true story. (The movie contain some nudity, in which I rather not see, so watch the movie with cautious eyes) The story was about a kid name Christopher McCandless, who graduated from college and realized that although he had all the successes, especially money because his parents were running a very profitable business, he did not care for material things. He hated to see his parents fighting over money, business issues which was pulling his family apart. He decided to runaway from home and live on his own, in the wilderness, away from society. He did not want to be a part of society, he just wanted to experience the natural life, without electricity, a job, a car and a identity. He traveled all over the country and was living his dreams without any cares. He eventually met people in his path that offered him shelter, food and company, he stood with them for a while, but he still decided to live on his own. He met an older couple that wanted to take him in as a son, he met a girlfriend, he also met an old man that wanted to adopt him. All these events happen to him in different times in his journey, but he still didn’t want to live with anyone, he decided to live by himself.
He lived in a junked abandon bus that was in the middle of the wilderness far away from society. He hunted for food, washed in the river, and slept in the bus alone. One day as he was hunting, he discovered a plant called wild potato root, which he had no idea it was filled with poison. He ate the plants and at that night, he fell asleep with lots of pain in his stomach. He noticed in the morning his body was shutting down and he became extremely sick. He quickly took a look in a book he had about plants, he checked to see what kind of plants he ate, and he discovered that it was a poisonous plant. He started crying hysterical and eventually his body was not working properly anymore, he became very weak. After a couple of days, his body weight drop rapidly, and he came to terms that he was dying. He took out a pen and wrote in his book, “happiness is real when shared.” Although, he was living his dream, he realize that the best times he really had was when he shared it with someone. He met many people in his path, but he turned them all down, so he can live his dream. He ran away from his problems so he can find himself, but his selfish dreams led him to walk on a lonely road.
Sometimes we can get so disgusted with this world because of all the corruption, deceit, and it can drive us to runaway to the highest mountain and hide from the world, but it is not healthy. We live in this world, but we are not of this world. Don’t separate yourself from this world. It is good to get married, it is good to have friends, it is good to share your experiences with people. Spend time with family, spend more time with your wife or husband or children, because happiness is real when you share it.
Share your experiences, create a blog, go meet people, put a positive message on your bumper of your car, encourage another person, call a friend, tell your family members you love them, pass on the light that you possess inside of you.
Don’t just get enlightened and leave it like that, share it.
Source: WRDZ
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Friday, January 28, 2011
Happiness is real when shared
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