How to Be Happy, Dammit is a succinct, brightly colored treatise on enlightenment. Coming in around 230 pages with only a few words per page, this is a book that can be read over the course of a lunch hour or *ahem* during other short breaks in your life on a porcelain throne.
It doesn’t use an abundance of coarse language (see title), but it does utilize a few words to get the point across.
The book is broken down into short life lessons that feed into the next. “Life Lesson 1: Pain exists. Life can hurt. Like a lot. Even when you’re good, you can get whacked. Without apology. Without explanation.” pgs 14-15.
That’s the life lesson about being born. Can’t really argue with that.
My child was born wailing before she was even entirely out. I was wailing too, for different reasons of course, but life can hurt. No doubt.
I found meaning in “Life Lesson 6: Never go shopping for kiwis in a shoe store. Some people just don’t have what you need. So why waste time, banging on their doors, ringing their bells, demanding service?” pgs 38-39. I think I’m still learning that one.
“Life Lesson 19: This is a world of duality: of good and bad, yin and yang, decaffeinated and caffeinated. So you must always be prepared!” pg 112. Decaffeinated? Poor souls…
In the chapter on self-programming, we get this wisdom: Life Lesson 27: The world is your mirror.” pg 174.
I don’t think folks realize that either.
Recommended for people who are interested in spirituality, but don’t necessarily have a lot of time or patience for more touchy-feely books. How to Be Happy, Dammit delivers on its title. Now let’s all go be happy. Dammit.
