“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people.
I thought, this is what it is to be happy.”
You can't be happy all the time. But there are times when happiness just presents itself, unexpectedly. Some of my happiest moments have been when I have been out amongst Nature, usually on a country or mountain walk. One such time I'll always remember was when I visited the USA last year and I was on a walk along the edge of a vast canyon in Canyonlands. It was only a couple of miles to reach a rocky outcrop overlooking the canyon. I climbed as high and as far out to the edge as I could and looked out. I was not prepared for the complete and utter silence encountered there; it seemed to scream in my ears. I could see for miles and miles into the distant haze and the evening sun warmed my face and chest. I just had to sit down at the edge and hope that no-one would disturb the moment. I found it hard to tear myself away, knowing that I would almost certainly never return. It's in moments like this that happiness is a tangible reality, something you can almost touch. And you take it with you when you leave. Most of the time happiness is something you choose. But there are times when it chooses you.