"The daysthat make us happy make us wise."_ John Masefield
When I first readthis line by England's Poet Laureate, it startled me. What did Masefield mean?Without thinkingabout it much. I had alwaysassumed that the opposite was true. But his sober assurance was arresting. Icould notforget it.
Finally, I seemedto grasp his meaning and realized that here was a profound observation. Thewisdom that happinessmakes possible lies in clearperception, not fogged by anxiety nor dimmed by despair and boredom, andwithout theblind spots caused by fear.
Active happinessnot mere satisfaction or contentment_ Often comes suddenly, like an Aprilshower or the unfoldingof a bud. Then you discoverwhat kind of wisdom has accompanied it. The grass is greener, bird songs aresweeter,the shortcomings of your friends are more understandable andmore forgivable. Happiness is like a pair of eyeglassescorrectingyour spiritual vision.
Nor are theinsights of happiness limited to what is near around you. Unhappy, with yourthoughts turned in uponyour emotional woes, yourvision is cut short as though by a wall. Happy, the wall crumbles.
The long vista isthere for the seeing. The ground at your feet, the world about you _people,thoughts, emotions,pressures_ are now fittedinto the larger scene. Every thing assumes a fairer proportion. And here is thebeginning ofwisdom.