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The Direct Path to Happiness

Volunteering at the Quarter Horse Show in Queen Creek, Arizona was amazing—my job was to straighten the logs if a horse and rider knocked them askew while competing in the maze (I’m still working on my Giddy Up! video). It was my first taste of the horsey life at a big bustling Horse and Equestrian Park, and I loved it.

But that’s not the direct path to happiness.

Meeting fellow camper van owners at the Lost Dutchman State Park, hearing desert birds chirp and coyotes howl, wandering through centuries-old cacti and palm trees, and laughing with friends around a campfire is uplifting and heartwarming.

But that’s not the direct path to happiness. 

Making videos such as today’s The Elvis Chapel at Superstition Mountain: An Amazing Place to Get Married? is one of my favourite things to do. Especially since it combines travel, camper vans, and the joy of surprise discoveries. 

And yet even that isn’t the direct path to happiness.

Nothing external can bring lasting joy, peace, love or even contentment. Not even the best and most cherished things in life such as family and friends, good health, beloved animals, pleasurable activities, meaningful experiences or lifelong dreams coming true.

Things—including your most cherished people and relationships—aren’t the direct path to happiness because they change. Everything changes. People leave or die, houses get old, jobs come and go, money gets spent, and sometimes even the most delicious, comforting food loses its appeal.

What is the Direct Path to Happiness?

It’s that deep inner pocket of peace, joy and love that is always within you. 

You feel it when you hug someone you love or look into your dog’s eyes. You taste it when you behold a view that catches your breath or hold a sleeping baby. You sense it when you walk on holy ground or feel a loving presence that just isn’t part of this world.

Those wonderful experiences aren’t the source of the joy you feel. Though beautiful, they’re fleeting and unreliable. 

They’re the finger pointing to the moon.

How do you get to the moon? I’m still working on that. It’s kinda hard to describe because it’s literally indescribable. 

Luckily, it’s also indestructible. 

If you’ve found your own direct path to happiness—your flight to the moon!—please email me. I’d love to hear how describe it, how you get there, and if you talk about it with others.

With love from Arizona,


The Elvis Chapel at Superstition Mountain in Arizona: An Amazing Place to Get Married


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