Exploring Happiness #36- Hemingway And Sylvia Plath - Poem by June Stepansky
Sylvia Plath failed.
They dug into a rich vein,
and came up empty.
That inward journey
should have led
past terrifying crevasses
they took a wrong turn,
followed a path
which led to the brink
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The ability to enjoy is the very special ability to be able to find joy in small as well as large pleasures, so that when some of our more exciting moments are no longer available to us, we can still take pleasure in those small daily joys that we sometimes take for granted in our rush for more and different experiences.
As we go through whatever fate has planned for us, we can always count on the support of these small available joys—
an embrace, a book, a good dinner, child’s smile, and the many other small pleasures of life which make our lives more joyful and well worth living.
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I’ve never forgotten for long at a time
that living is a struggle.
The extent of your consciousness is limited
only by your ability to love and to embrace
with your love the space around you
and all it contains.
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