We all want to be happy.

Few actually achieve a life of happiness though.

Why is this?

Why is happiness so elusive?

Why do some people seem so happy while others drudge through life, sour scowls permanently etched on their faces?

It could be because the happy people are following their passions. And the scowl-faces aren't.

It's that simple.

When you're following your passions, life is easy. It flows. It's fun and fulfilling.

You're happy.

When you get off track, for whatever reason, life begins to get frustrating. Things are a struggle. Life is bleak and bleary. You're not very happy then.

And I'm not saying that undesirable things won't happen when you're following your passions. They will. It's just that when they do you'll be able to cope with them better and easier. Answers will magically appear.

Yes, living a life of your passions is a magical life. When you're doing what you love, you will draw more of it to you. What you're doing will take on an entity of its own, drawing people, places, things into your universe so you can live a life filled with your passions.

And what exactly does living a passionate life mean?

It means living a life filled with the things that are way down deep important to you. It's those things that cause you to light up and get all excited when you're doing them or talking about them.

It means you're turned on and motivated. Life is fun, interesting and flows easily. Life is fulfilling and thrilling. You wake up each morning with a smile on your face, eager to start the new day. You're excited about life. You're in love with life. You're passionate about what you're doing.

And when you live a life following your passions, you're happy.

We all want to be happy. Doesn't it make sense to follow your passions then?