Puddles

Dear Optimists,

I had been working up the “courage” to go outside to soak up some sun and go for a walk. It was definitely for the better – an Optimists told me so herself.

As I walked, I kept on thinking about what makes me feel like this; why do I feel all alone when I’ve got such good friends and such awesome readers that helps me look at the positive in life?

My smile was upside down, even as I kept reminding myself of all the love I receive daily. That was until I saw him.

You could tell he was happy deep within himself. The cold weather made me shake a little; it had been raining all night and the roads were paved in puddles. He looked at one and without thinking jumped right in, splashing water everywhere.

As I walked by, he didn’t stop. He looked so happy.

I started humming “Bye, Bye Blackbird” while jumping in the puddle next to him with a HUGE smile on my face.


Love,
Nadia.

I choose happy

Dear Optimists,

Writing letters to fellow optimists isn’t all I do. I’m also a student. At the moment I’m writing my Bachelor project in Philosophy and History of Science (in Denmark, you write a dissertation that is called a Bachelor project).

When people hear my field of study, they see this:


Even though being a droid really speaks to me, this isn’t my reality. I actually look exactly the same as any other student:

Studying Philosophy has given me so much throughout the years. I’ve gained more insight and I feel more content. It doesn’t mean you have to read boring and dusty texts from Ancient times, philosophy is something you can practise yourself.

This blog, my fellow Optimists, is Philosophy. Being an optimist IS philosophy. Philosophy is how you choose to live your life; it’s the system of values that you live by. All of this is extremely important for your overall happiness.

YOU choose YOUR life*. That’s the beauty of it all.

If you’re interested in knowing more on how to choose happiness, please read this short article: Philosophy Happiness

Love and insight,
Nadia.

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*People in Third World countries don’t exactly choose for themselves, nor do people in war. BUT they choose not to sit down and cry, they choose to live by all means. If they can do it, so can we.

Guest Post: Kids-eating kitty

Dear Optimists,

It was the day before Thanksgiving 2010. The older adults were preparing tamales. Myself, my little sister, my cousin and my cat Nemo (I brought him since I was staying until Christmas) were assigned watch over the children. Seven children in total: Girl(7rs), 2 Boys(4yrs), Girl(4yrs), girl(3yrs), girl(2yrs), and one harmless sleepy baby boy. You would think three people could handle them but they got into some jealous bouts between the girls, and one boy was extra aggressive. While we three fought to gain control of the five toddlers and one older girl, who let us know very kindly that we were doing everything wrong, Nemo sat on the stairs glaring down at us. One of the kids saw this and, clearly spooked, walked away from him.
I then had an idea.

“Kids! If you do not listen and behave, Nemo will eat you!”

I know some might think this disturbing, but the kids laughed and all agreed to be good, thinking me silly. My cat, on queue, climbed down the stairs and rubbed himself against the most naughty child, the aggressive four year old boy. He looked at me with frightened eyes and declared that he would behave. Nemo did not leave my side the whole day.

The three year old girl began to take everything she could from the others and walk, with all this stuff, to a secluded room. Nemo followed her into the room (as this was the room his food was kept in) unbeknownst to her. I heard a cry echo through the hall and ran to go see what the problem was. Nemo was rubbing his body on her legs and she was yelling that he was trying to eat her. I rescued her saying: “It’s okay, Nickie,” I then said in front of all the children, “Are you going to give the toys back and start behaving?”

“Yesh.” She nodded.

The kids just stared, and the rest of the night went smoothly as I sat back, cat in my lap watching toy story 3 with six well behaved kids.

Mission accomplished. ^-^

Love,
Elizabeth of Currently Processing Negatives.

Love is the answer

Dear Optimists,

The key to an optimistic lifestyle must be love, wouldn’t you say so? Most importantly love for yourself, but also love for others. And remembering that there’s someone out there that loves you more than life itself, even when you are still to meet him or her.

I’m happy to say that I’ve met him. 10 years ago, to be exact. Back then I wouldn’t realise, even though I knew deep within my heart that this was right. But he waited. Eight years later and we’re together for the long term.

He’s the one that makes me laugh when I fucked up, he’s the one that listens even when it’s frivolous blabber, he’s the one that accidently pushes me out of the bed at night, he’s the one that looks at me with morning breath, undid hair and no make-up on and still see a princess, he’s the one to carry me when I’m too frail to walk alone, he’s the one to nickname me ‘forever’, because that is what this is.

I love him so dearly, I hope he knows.

Love,
Nadia.