It happened this morning while riding the metro in DC – I looked around at my fellow riders.  Rather than just “look,” I felt for a spark of life.  And didn’t really get anything back.  I completely understand the mentality – we’re all here to change the world and with that, comes a great weight.  But shouldn’t that weight be energizing and uplifting rather than push us down?

In a previous life (three years ago), I was in that role.  Working on for a non-profit and I was changing the world.  But life, as it often does, threw in a surprise roadblock and from that block, I learned one thing that I hold true today – If I am not happy, I can’t change anyone’s world.  I set out to figure out where and how I’d lost my happy.  While the immediate answer is clear to me, the journey back has been nothing less than empowering.

This morning on the metro, I did what any ‘normal’ person would do to counter the negative energy – I started singing to myself and dancing.  While the other commuters rolled their eyes and probably told co-workers of this crazy dancing fool on the train, I hope what they actually picked up on was the spark.

“Namaste,” the word we speak at the close of many yoga classes, means ‘the light in me bows to the light in you.’  I’ve focused a lot on that phrase lately in the classes I teach.  I want my students to learn two truths about themselves – they have a light inside and they need to let that shit shine.  I’ve had friends tell me I glow and I’m finding when I get that comment the most is when I’m happy.  I think there’s power in that.

Let’s all do something with that power.  Let’s #riskbeinghappy and do something daily that makes us smile.  It can be to hang out with great friends, do an awesomely fun yoga pose, or any other (safe/legal) activity that brings you great joy.  While having one person experience that level of happy is my goal, happiness is contagious.  So share your joy, share your spark.  Share it on Twitter or Instagram as #riskbeinghappy and challenge friends and family do the same.  One genuine and true smile a day.

How hard can it be?  And why stop at one?