There are two kinds of bliss for me: a bit of everyday happiness and once-in-a-lifetime moments of sheer peace.
In the fall of 2012, I traveled to Nepal on my own to meet a group of fellow hikers on the Everest Base Camp trail. We stayed in rustic unheated lodges that were somehow the coziest places I’ve ever been. One morning I woke in a 32-degree room with my window frosted over and could barely force myself out from under the heavy pile of wool blankets on my narrow bed.
When I did, I opened my window with a warm cup of coffee in my hands and saw this view. Cold as I was, I sat by that open window, steaming mug in hand, and was about as happy as I think I’ve ever been.
But back to capturing the idea of bliss here at home on a decidedly un-blissful Thursday afternoon … I try to sit down every evening and spend some time with my favorite things – a cup of tea, a New Yorker magazine, some travel-planning materials, a crossword puzzle, and my laptop. It’s my little daily dose of bliss right here at home.