bliss: noun \ˈblis\

: complete happiness OR perfect happiness (as per the Oxford online).

• I don’t know what perfect or complete happiness is.

• I don’t know what perfect is.

• I don’t know what it must be feeling like if you’re in a state of ‘perfect happiness’.

• I don’t know if the lexicographer actually had ever experienced ‘bliss’.

• I don’t know who comes up with meanings for vocabulary.

• I don’t know if you’ve ever come close to “oh that blissful feeling?”

• I don’t know if Joseph Campbell’s “Follow your bliss” quote is one of the most quoted one on “finding your bliss”.

• I don’t know if ‘our purpose’ is to find ‘our bliss’.

• I don’t know if ‘our purpose’ is to be in ‘bliss’.

• I don’t know what you’re supposed to do once you find ‘bliss’.

• I don’t know how long it takes to find this wretched bliss (is that an oxymoron right there? oops!)

• I don’t know if once you find bliss, it stays with you for a certain period of time or…?

• I don’t know if you can keep finding your bliss.

• I don’t know how bliss looks (yet, but I promise once I know it, I’ll show it and I’ll share it, yay!!)

• I don’t know if we’re supposed to be in a specific state of mind before we embark on this journey of ‘finding your bliss’.

• I don’t know if everyone finds their bliss, however momentarily and can identify with that ‘feeling’ years later.

• I don’t know if once you find and unluckily lose it, can you go finding it again?

• I don’t know if embarking on Mission Bliss again is easier or harder than the first time?

• I don’t know honestly where bliss hides?

• I don’t know if bliss plays favourites.

• I don’t know if bliss can be bribed.

• I don’t know if bliss has cousins or siblings who can be pursued, in case bliss is a tad busy you know, fulfilling other people’s Mission Bliss.

• I don’t know if bliss is a state of mind, a feeling in your body, or some ephemeral idea.

• I don’t know if once achieved, we can all be detached or greedy for more?

• I don’t know if bliss is racist or gender biased.

• I don’t know if bliss has certain fondness for certain cuisines.

• I don’t know if bliss comes cloaked in some fancy designer attire.

• I don’t know if bliss is male or female or gender neutral.

• I don’t know if bliss can be achieved only after toiling and slogging your butt off for ‘x’ number of years.

• I don’t know if ‘finding your bliss’ has any pre-conditions.

• I don’t know if you need to be a failure perforce before you raise your head and give a Tarzan like holler and ape Johnny Weismuller here :).

• I don’t know if bliss ever gets un-blissful y’know?

• I don’t know if bliss is blissfully unaware of how hotly pursued it is.

• I don’t know if having having bliss is like having an orgasm.

• I don’t know if bliss is forgiving.

• I don’t know if bliss is retailed online at Amazon.

Sigh! Does it matter that I don’t know?

What I do believe is – you breathe in, breathe out, do your daily thing that you love most, be well, treat yourself well, love yourself, eat well, believe in yourself and revel in the idea of you. Let the worry, the doubt, the questions, dissipate. Slowly. Bliss may follow! Or not. No, no, no, nah! Don’t care. Just be.