This post is tongue in cheek. No offence intended.
Movement. That’s it. Just movement. Write about being grateful for movement. What movement? The women’s movement. The burn the bras women’s liberation movement? Or the women’s suffrage movement … isn’t that still in progress. Yep, we got the vote, and we get to work (in the office and then at home, because we aren’t tired from our 8 hours in the paid workforce). Not sure what we’re complaining about when we’ve got it all – not happy Susan.
Which brings me to the happiness movement. Yes, there is an actual movement devoted solely to promoting the art of happiness. In fact there are several. If you’re going to create a movement about anything at all, happiness is okay by me. The underlying philosophy of the happiness movement is embedded in positive psychology, or is it the other way around?
There are several happiness movements but I like this one. It’s simple and has nice big graphics for us older folk which you will understand when you visit the site. There we are in our 1950 and 60s boofy hair dos, Brylcream and hand-knitted V-neck pullovers.
The site offers a menu of actions to happy the place up. In doing something for others, two children are happily engaged in happy conversation about their happy homework. Then there’s the exhortation to connect with others. Women do this … in pointy bras and a nurse’s uniform; the other essential is the black bakelite phone. I remember those phones, you couldn’t talk for more than a few minutes because they were so damn heavy your arm dropped off after five minutes; not to mention the nosey neighbour listening on the party line.
Then it seems you notice the world around you by gazing dreamily into space; which would not have been acceptable in Sister Mary Margaret’s book. However, I am in awe of the lady nurse’s rolled up sausage bangs. My favourite picture on this site, encouraging us oldies to get our happy on, is the take a positive approach. Here we are we’re shimmying and shaking our corset-trussed bodies, looking all carefree and gay (that’s how we did happy in those days). Is that the Charleston or the boogey woozy (loving the auto-correct).
It’s all a bit much at this time of the day. I like the idea of a happiness movement, truly I do and I realise that some folk need a few helpful pointers, particularly if they think it is still 1950. But I hope no one in the Gen-X or Y cohort stumbles across the Action for Happiness website’s portrayal of what happy people are doing or look like. That could have sad consequences, which would not be good (or happy).
The Action for Happiness website is full of images like this one which are, I suppose quite colourful and carry a message
I’ll let them have the final say because even back then they understood the importance of happiness and how it impacts every aspect of our lives. Mind you, I prescribe to the notion of contentment rather than happiness. Somehow it is more achievable … Just saying.