Short stories for the soul - small emotional stories with meaning. Joy

It was twelve o'clock at night. Mitya Kuldarov, excited and disheveled, rushed into his parents’ apartment and quickly walked through all the rooms. The parents had already gone to bed. My sister lay in bed and finished reading the last page of the novel. The high school brothers were sleeping. - Where are you from? - the parents were surprised. - What's wrong with you? - Oh, don't ask! I never expected it! No, I never expected it! This... this is even incredible! Mitya laughed and sat down in a chair, unable to stand on his feet with happiness. - This is incredible! You can't imagine! Look! The sister jumped out of bed and, throwing a blanket over herself, went up to her brother. The high school students woke up. - What's wrong with you? You have no face! - It’s me with joy, mom! After all, now all of Russia knows me! All! Previously, only you alone knew that the collegiate registrar Dmitry Kuldarov existed in this world, but now all of Russia knows about it! Mother! Oh my God! Mitya jumped up, ran around all the rooms and sat down again. - What happened? Speak clearly! “You live like wild animals, you don’t read newspapers, you don’t pay any attention to publicity, but there are so many wonderful things in newspapers!” If anything happens, everything is known now, nothing can be hidden! How happy I am! Oh my God! After all, only about famous people They publish it in the newspapers, but then they published it about me!- What you? Where? Papa turned pale. Mother looked at the image and crossed herself. The schoolchildren jumped up and, as they were, in only short nightgowns, approached their older brother. - Yes, sir! They published about me! Now all of Russia knows about me! You, mother, hide this number as a souvenir! We'll read sometimes. Look! Mitya pulled out a copy of the newspaper from his pocket, handed it to his father and pointed his finger at the place circled with a blue pencil.- Read! Father put on his glasses. - Read it! Mother looked at the image and crossed herself. Dad coughed and began to read: “On December 29, at eleven o’clock in the evening, collegiate registrar Dmitry Kuldarov... - Do you see, do you see? Further! ...college registrar Dmitry Kuldarov, leaving the porterhouse on Malaya Bronnaya, in Kozikhin’s house, and being in a drunken state... - This is me and Semyon Petrovich... Everything is described down to the subtleties! Carry on! Further! Listen! ...and being in a drunken state, he slipped and fell under the horse of a cab driver standing there, a peasant from the village. Durykina, Yukhnovsky district, Ivan Drotov. The frightened horse, stepping over Kuldarov and dragging through him the sleigh with the Moscow merchant Stepan Lukov of the second guild in it, rushed down the street and was detained by the street cleaners. Kuldarov, initially in an unconscious state, was taken to the police station and examined by a doctor. The blow he received to the back of the head... “I’ll hit it on the shaft, dad.” Further! Read on! ...which he received on the back of the head is classified as light. A report has been drawn up about the incident. The victim received medical assistance." “They told me to soak the back of my head with cold water.” Have you read it now? A? That's it! Now it has spread all over Russia! Give it here! Mitya grabbed the newspaper, folded it and put it in his pocket. - I’ll run to the Makarovs, I’ll show them... I also need to show the Ivanitskys, Natalia Ivanovna, Anisim Vasilich... I’ll run! Farewell! Mitya put on a cap with a cockade and, triumphant and joyful, ran out into the street.


There is enough room for joy in everyone, and if suddenly there is not enough of it, you urgently need to take out the excess)

You just need to seize the moment and enjoy the little joys of life.

Rejoice - and the light of the sun will be brighter in your soul.

Practice causeless joy.
Just like that :)

Small joys will one day add up to great happiness...

Everything that brings joy has the right to entry without a queue.

Do not deny yourself small joys - they make up great happiness!

Enjoy small joys. Someday you will look back and realize that these were real joys.

Small joys are much more important than big ones.

R. Bradbury

Joy comes into our lives when we have something to do, someone to love, and something to hope for.)

Victor Frankl


“The world belongs to those who are happy with it.” (c) The inscription on the Indian bus.

A person who rejoices in the happiness of other people will always be happy himself.

Look for more reasons to be happy, and over time they will become an integral part of your life!

We know a person not by what he knows, but by what he rejoices in.

You must always be joyful.
If the joy ends -
Look for what you did wrong.

Bring joy, and happiness will follow!


As soon as I opened my eyes, I began to think about what I should be happy about today.

What time is it?
- An hour for joy!

The ancient Egyptians believed

that is before the gates of heaven

they ask 2 things:


If you brought joy, come in without knocking! :)

Give joy - this is the path to happiness.

Your joy depends only on what you choose to pay attention to.

If a person knows how to rejoice not only in his own joys, but also in the joys of other people, then there is always a little more reason for joy in his life).

Juliana Wilson



Enjoying life is the best decision that needs to be made several times a day.

You know, when you get used to looking for something to be happy about, sometimes you find it as if by itself. This is what happened now. If you try, you can find something joyful or good in almost everything.

Little joys:

* Inhale the aroma of smoke from burning autumn leaves

* Hear the roosters crow in the morning

* Feel the fresh spring air and hear the first birds singing

* Stand on the seashore in summer and watch the sunset

* Walk through the forest, feel its breath



Freedom from sadness is joy.

People can suffer, be afraid and behave well in order to avoid punishment without outside help. And the hardest thing is to be happy and not be afraid of a damn thing. And this means that this is exactly what a person should learn on earth.

Max Fry. "Yellow Metal Key"



Joy itself will stretch out its hands to you,

If your heart is bright.

Little joys:

*Write favors to your loved one.

*Smile just like that and get a smile in response.

*Know your favorite poems by heart.

*Cry with joy.

*Receive this letter by mail.

*Ride on a swing.

*Have your favorite ice cream.

*Receive the long-awaited message.

*Jump on the bed.

*When there is a lot of foam in the bath.

*When a song reminds you of an important person.

*When the rhyme comes together.

*When a new chapter of your favorite story appears.

*When books are arranged according to size and colors.

*When you drink hot coffee in cold weather.

*When you love.

*When small wishes come true.

*When the cat itself jumps onto your lap.

*When you laugh sincerely.

*When you put on your favorite sweater.

*When you pick out the melody of your favorite song on the piano.

*When you fly on a plane or travel on a train.

*When you suddenly remember the best moment in your life.



Find joy in the little things. In the random smile of a passerby, any discovery from under the sofa, the light of the sun, a favorite song accidentally heard on the radio or wildflowers, for example. Feel the state of joy that will flow into you!

Lightness is the quality that makes us special. To be light during life's problems means to think about the solution, not about the problem, it means to leave the past and live in the present. This does not mean an indifferent attitude towards events and people. Lightness is a sense of humor and cheerfulness that helps us bring out the good in others, and at the same time makes us invulnerable. And this quality becomes not only a part of our life, but also a vital source for others. Smile as often as possible and you will remain light.


No matter what happens, I will not let my joy dry up. Misfortune leads nowhere and destroys everything that exists. Why suffer if you can change everything? And if nothing can be changed, then how will suffering help?

Little joys:

*Wake up to the rays of the sun.

*Drink green tea with honey.

*Watch cartoons with tasty treats.

*Talk with loved ones.

*Walking in heavy rain.

*Enjoy the fresh air.

*Look at old photographs.

*Laugh for no reason.

*Make others happy.

*Fall asleep in your arms.


By rejoicing ourselves, we make others happy; Seeing the joy of others makes our hearts light.

Little joys:

Long walks on foot (in company or alone);

New books (choose in a store, buy, read);

Give and receive gifts;

Sing along when your favorite song is playing;

Conversations about everything under the sun;

Petting the cat(s);

Receive and send letters and postcards (real, paper, hand-signed);

Help homeless animals;

When loved ones and relatives are happy and healthy;


The ancient Egyptians believed

that is before the gates of heaven

they ask 2 things:

1) Have you found joy in life?

2) Has your life brought joy to others?


If you don’t know how to enjoy a cup of hot tea, then your joy will be short-lived, even if tomorrow someone gives you a house. Joy and gratitude do not depend on the size of the gift, but on the ability to rejoice and give thanks.

Little joys:

*inhale the cool morning air

*close your eyes from the bright spring sun

*feel the closeness of a small but victory

*Hold an old book and smell its age-old smell.

*Dance.

*Make gifts to people with your own hands.

*Watch the dawn in the forest.

*Fall asleep while playing the guitar.

*Write your thoughts on paper.

*Observe the world around you.

*Smile at passersby.

*Drink tea with friends.

*Help people.

*Think at night.

*Believe in the eternal happiness of people.

*make a list of what to take with you on a trip

*swim naked in the sea

*look at the sea, breathe the sea, swim in the sea, fall in love with it in a new way every time

*meditate in nature, near the sea

*implement ideas on canvas, paper

*spend time with your cat

*pet, feed, take care of other animals

*rejoice at the harmonious fulfillment of plans

*re-read Moomins

*drink tea with friends, laugh with them

*hear the unprecedented, see the unheard

*Be friends)



How can I enjoy life when there are only problems all around?

Understand: life is not given to wait for the rain to subside. It's about learning to dance in the rain.

Little joys:

*Live by breathing air.

*Giving people a smile and receiving it in return.

*Hear the laughter of loved ones.

*Rejoice in the sun and all the beauties of the Earth.

*Feel cared for.

*Feel the warmth of your beloved hands.

*Love with all your heart.


You are the garden of Joy, you don't need anyone to be happy. You dwell in the Garden of Joy, but remembering the old things, you become sad. This Joy, this Moment will destroy both the mind and suffering, since this Moment is precisely Happiness. So don't go back to past moments that bring suffering. Papaji


Joy is loving what is. Sadness is love for what is not.

Anything that brings JOY... has the right to enter...

OUT OF QUEUE!


Live with joy, and joy will live with you!

Rejoice! Rejoice! The work of life, its purpose is Joy. Rejoice in the Sky, in the Sun, in the stars, in the grass, in the trees, in the animals, in the people. And make sure that this Joy is not disturbed by anything. This Joy is violated, which means you made a mistake somewhere - look for this mistake and correct it. Everything is in you and everything is now.

Cheerfulness is not only a sign of health, but also the most effective remedy for getting rid of diseases.

Always be happy and laugh. You will extend your life, please your friends, and annoy your enemies.

Sometimes you need to give yourself free rein, forget about everything in the world... and remember everything else.

Little joys are the greatest friends of true happiness!

Great happiness often grows from a small seed of joy...

Peace is every step.

The bright red sun is my heart.

Every flower smiles with me.

How green and fresh everything that grows is.

How cool the wind blows.

Peace is every step.

It turns the endless journey into joy.

Thich Nhat Hanh - Happiness is here and now

You don't sing a song to get to the last note. The singing itself brings joy. The same goes for life.

The joy is in living!

Chuck Hillig

Suffering is destructive; happiness is creative. There is only one creativity, and it arises from bliss, joy, fun. When you are joyful, you want to create something - maybe a poem, maybe a painting, whatever...

Osho -

Think about a time when you felt light, joyful, and at peace. Remember the people who were next to you then, your work, your home. Try to remember this as vividly as possible. And ask yourself the question: “What can I do to have all this in my life?”

The joy of Being - the only true happiness - cannot come to you through any form, possession, achievement, person or event - through something that happens or happens. This joy can never come to you - never. It arises from the formless dimension within you, from consciousness itself, and is therefore one with who you are.

Eckhart Tolle
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Be who you are and joy will awaken in you!

Don't keep the keys to your mood with others. And then no one will steal your moments of joy.

Eastern wisdom.

The most important skill is the ability to enjoy life.
- What if it doesn’t work out?
- Change your character...

Mikhail Weller, "The Meaning of Life"

OSHO

We know a person not by what he knows, but by what he rejoices in. Henri Bergson

Happy is he who knows how to sing with a pure and open soul...You need to be able to find joy in everything:in the sky, in the trees, in the flowers.Flowers bloom everywhere for everyone,who just wants to see them.

Henri Matisse

If you look at the root of the word JOY, and at the root of the word GIFT, it turns out mirror image- HAPPY and GIFT.

When a person is JOYFUL, happy, a special radiation emanates from him. A special radiance, vibration of bliss and grace, and this is a true GIFT to the world. Animals are drawn to such a person to bask in the rays of his warmth, house plants bloom, children laugh around him, people want to communicate and be friends with him more and more - these are just a few visible manifestations of this gift.

When you are JOYFUL, it is a GIFT for the entire Universe. You strengthen Goodness and Happiness on Earth with your very presence. Take care of yours good mood, rejoice more often and make others happy!

If you want freedom and joy, don't you see that it is nowhere outside of you?
Tell yourself that you have it, and you will have it!
Act like she's yours and she will be yours!

Richard Bach

When happiness has a reason, it will not last long. Joy without any reason will remain forever.

Osho

Happiness is on the side of the one who is satisfied. Aristotle

The combination of interest and joy is the basis of love. A strong attachment develops towards a person who is a source of lasting interest and joy.

Experiences of joy training

Nature has made sure that negative emotions were easier for us than positive ones. However, the ability to experience joy can be trained. To do this:

1. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.
2. The worse you feel, the more love and care you should show yourself.
3. Enjoy moments of happiness like you enjoy your favorite treat.
4. Treat your misfortunes as problems that need to be solved, and not as a generational curse.


By choosing to consciously participate in life, you will come into contact with a power and joy that will move you deeply. Stay curious!

Live with fun and joy

Breaking out of the routine of life is easier than you think. It is necessary to take an active life position and do what brings joy.




A state of all-encompassing joy is achieved by a child when he receives confirmation that he is loved. Signs that children look for:
- smile of an adult;
- tactile contacts. Happiness is when you are not only touched, but also hugged, squeezed, thrown up!
- the amount of time that parents are willing to devote to their child.
- the adult’s desire to continue playing with the child, despite being tired and busy;
- signals of joy and calmness that the child picks up on a non-verbal level. Girls understand without words when their parents are happy. It’s better to tell the boy directly: “You know, it’s such a joy to play with your own son!”, “I’m proud of you!”, “I’m happy that I have such a son!”

Don't forget to enjoy the life you're walking through;)


He who does not have a goal finds no joy in any activity. Giacomo Leopardi

The father had three daughters. So they grew up and each chose a groom according to her heart.
The eldest daughter always believed that the main thing in life was money and wealth. And when a rich groom in the city approached her, she accepted his proposal without hesitation, and her father blessed them.
The middle daughter was domineering and proud, even in childhood she was teased by the “commander”, and when the lord of order wooed her, she willingly accepted his proposal, and the father blessed the middle daughter.
And the youngest was her father’s favorite, she rejoiced every day, woke up with the sunrise and ran into the garden to enjoy the singing of birds, touch the soft grass with her bare feet and enjoy the morning coolness of the dew, the murmuring of the stream and the aroma of flowers.
And then all day long, working in the garden and in the field, she indulged in dreams and enjoyed life.
The father's heart rejoiced looking at her, and he did not want to let go of his treasure early.
Once a tired traveler decided to spend the night in the garden; he lay down on the soft silky grass, and sleep closed his eyes. And in the morning the youngest found him there, she picked a blade of grass and began to tickle the traveler’s cheek and neck to wake him up, laughing merrily at the same time. But instead of getting angry, the young man woke up and laughed and began to run after the youngest throughout the garden, and when he caught her, he said that he had walked many miles in search of his bride, but he had never met a more cheerful and joyful person...
Soon the father blessed his youngest daughter.
One day a disease passed by the city. She went into the house eldest daughter and saw how she angrily demanded money from her rich husband for sweets and whims for the children when he was caring for his yard purebred dogs at the kennel.
“I gave birth to children,” he was indignant, “and now feed this whole horde, there’s no way I can save you, give you this, give you that, you’ll ruin me!”
Illness heard such words and took the children to the eldest. She grieved and was sad for a long time, and her husband still wouldn’t let her live because he spent money on doctors and a magnificent funeral, and she decided to return to her father.
But when she came to the porch of her home, she saw her middle sister. She complained about her domineering husband, that he did not give her peace, telling her what to do and how to live, and he also fell ill, lost his position and the middle one lost all interest in him.
However, the father did not even let them into the door, saying that he did not force anyone into marriage, and each chose a husband to her liking and it was not suitable for married women to return to their parents’ house while their husbands were alive.
The eldest and middle ones began to think, but there was nothing to do, they turned back and saw the youngest. She walked hugging her husband and children to visit her father, her husband was carrying a huge basket of various goodies, they all hummed cheerfully, anticipating a joyful meeting.
And then the sisters realized the reason for their troubles and illnesses. During their marriage, they never smiled, did not visit their father, there was no warmth or joy in them.

Reviews

A warm and instructive tale. About the good and the eternal.
And as always, the youngest is the best of the sisters... What should we, the elders, do in this case? :)
Thank you, I had a lot of fun. And it’s very nice that people still remember the present. Good luck to you and all the best!

Thank you very much Ksenia! Everyone chooses for themselves, isn’t it true, and it’s not a matter of seniority at all :)) I’m very happy that someone else liked my fairy tales and perhaps found them useful;)).

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She sat on the windowsill and looked down. Thoughts flashed through my head like in a silent movie - silently and abruptly. For some reason I wanted to take a cigarette and inhale the tobacco smoke. She probably knew that she would not get relief from this...

The hand reached for a cigarette. The flame from the lighter shot up in an uncontrollable stream. It fired. Suddenly there was an instant glow. And then he disappeared, lighting the hated cigarette. Having taken a drag, and really not experiencing pleasure, she continued to look at the smoldering stain.

This cigarette is the personification of her life. Beautiful packaging, like the beginning of a new life. As you grow older, signs of use appear, sometimes not even rationally. And then the ashes. And that's it... Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts... They rustled in my head like a swarm of wild, annoying bees. There was no escape from them. Why me? What have I done wrong before the Lord God that he punishes me like this?

How calm it was just recently. A small, inconspicuous point that no one knew about and no one saw. She barely felt it herself. And suddenly a diagnosis! And what a word - short, cruel, inexorable! What if it's a mistake? After all, they make mistakes, and quite often. But no, she re-read this piece of paper a thousand times. Maybe this fragment was taken from someone else's life and inserted into her life by mistake?

Diagnosis... Why now, when, one might say, she just felt a taste for this life? When did you begin to feel all the joys of life to the fullest? Why? Young! Beautiful! Healthy? And where was this sore hiding? After all, she waited at the most inopportune moment...

It always happens. Is there really a right moment for illness? When a person is happy, he does not notice the harbingers of trouble. In misfortunes, people dig, grind, savor and look for connections with all the little things. They seem to enjoy their grief, sifting their misfortunes through a sieve of troubles, and, in the end, they are left alone with their misfortunes.

The world is cruel. Happy people don't like losers. For the lucky ones, everything is different. They choose streets with multi-lane traffic so that everyone around them can see the completeness of their happiness. The unfortunate ones, on the contrary, walk along the streets where there are few people, and no one bothers them to “fiddle” with their unfortunate fate.

Thoughts were eating away at my brain and wanted to break out. What to do? Down, and then what? It’s scary to take sin on your soul, and the worst thing is, what happens next, after me? A lot of gossip, savoring someone else's life in small details, as if they had experienced it all themselves.

Stop!! The thought pierced like a spear. An unknown force brought the train of thought back. What stopped her?! And if it stopped, it meant for something. Yes, how did she not realize this before! It is stupid to consciously refuse what is given to you from above and, moreover, just once. Life! Live, love, rejoice, cry, give birth, suffer and live!

The cigarette flew down. Along the way she performed incredible somersaults. The eyes closely followed the flight. Probably, I wanted to calculate the trajectory of my failed flight. Along with the cigarette, fear also flew away. Thoughts gradually returned to normal. The heart began to beat its usual rhythm. The temples also felt relieved.

She stayed on this side of the window, breathed in more air and jumped off the windowsill. Outside the window, the measured noise of the huge city continued, which was waiting for her with a new life - that life that would flow with warm and soft light. She stopped in the middle of the room. A stream of fresh air rushed into the room from behind the curtains. Here it begins.

The clock continued to quietly tick the minutes of this now new life. Light and soft rays of the sun, together with a gentle wind, ran through her hair and descended on her pale skin. Every sensation in this unknown, new life was pleasant. She knew one thing for sure - she would live it. Every day will be filled to capacity with everything: love, joy, passion.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a call. Its harsh sound didn't even seem unpleasant. She opened the door. A smiling boy stood on the threshold. He started chattering cheerfully, pronouncing his words unclearly. He wanted to tell about all the events experienced during the day, and do it literally in one minute. She gently interrupted him with a tender kiss. He looked surprised and stopped.

She grabbed him and pressed him to her, as if she wanted to protect him from everything outside world. This is happiness! How simple it is, and yet for some time she didn’t even realize how easy it was to lose it. The joy has begun. It even brought a lump to my throat. With difficulty overcoming herself, she laughed off the child’s questions. Now she knows why she is here...