Half empty, half full glass

The way we look at life is a sequence of half glasses. Half-filled glasses alternated with half-empty glasses.

Somewhere in the middle of these alternations we define our happiness, happiness that depends on our ability to see a glass half full, or avoiding seeing the glass half empty.

When we want something too much, life at the moment resembles a half-empty glass. When we do not expect or demand much, what we rather perceive is a half-full glass. Few are the ones who look at their glass with the ability to see it full.

Hope or ambition, though being different, leads us to look for the half that needs to be filled. There is no harm in this, provided that we do not forget that the existing half should be used, enjoyed and lived.

If we bother to look at the half of the existing glass, we may find out that this water is after all an enormous ocean, a sea of ​​life that if we care to dive into will contain an unimaginable amount of things to be lived.

This half can be a family that cares about us, the support of friends, the company of the loved one, or just a smile that a simple person gave us and reminds us that it is worth living.

But in spite of that, most are more concerned about looking for the missing half than taking the half they have. Even though they do not know what to look for. In some cases this other half is like the water of a mirage in the desert, which is always in sight but that, for more kilometers that we tread, we can never reach it.

We can go and travel all over the world in search of half the glass that is yet to be filled, but after we leave and trot the world in search of this rare and elusive water, we can discover that this water could be found both at the end of the world and at that fountain that always ran next to our house, in the village where we were born.

But to reach this conclusion, it is necessary to have first drunk a lot of water, from many sources, from many places.

It may not be obligatory to stop running after the half missing, but we should not ignore the glass half that we already have. Sit down and sip your half-glass, and you may find that this half will always be there, like a cornucopia of abundance that never runs out. That half has enough water to quench thirst until the end of our days whether it seems half full or half empty.

The missing half, in some cases, may just be a decoy of our ambition that does not let us rest, preventing us from enjoying life.

After all, what is in the world are glasses of many sizes, filled with the water everyone uses, and the secret to finding happiness and having time to enjoy life is not wanting to have too big glasses.

In order to be happy, maybe we only need to slightly decrease the size of the glass of our expectations.