#fmf: Finding Joy

 

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Joy. It seemed so long since she had felt pure joy. The joy a child finds in small things like a sparkly rock washed up on a beach, a fairy-tale toadstool nestled in the soft moss of the forest floor, the taste of snowflakes falling gently on the tongue and the whitening ground.

Joy. How could she find it again? Return it to her heart. To see the world though the amazed eyes of the little girl she used to be. She remembered sitting under the boughs touching the ground of the old willow tree that once stood at the top of her grandmother’s driveway. It was her castle, her hidey-hole, her reading room. Here she felt protected and free. Here she had too had felt pure joy. The joy of the stories she wrote in her head, lying on the grass and looking at the world up through the willow branches.

Joy. She looked out her kitchen window, ignoring the pile of dishes. She looked past the hamper of clothes to be washed. She didn’t glance at her computer or the paper work to be organized, done and filed. Was there still joy out there in the world for her?

Bubbles from the dish liquid floated past her eyes, catching the light like prisms. She watched them pass between her and the window, rising higher and higher. She caught one with her outstretched hand. She laughed. It felt like so long since she had laughed.

Joy. There still was joy in the world. Joy in the small things. Joy in spirit. Joy in belief. She just had to stop looking for it. Joy would come to her if her heart was open. Joy would be there as long as she saw the world through amazement and willow tree branches.

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6 thoughts on “#fmf: Finding Joy

  1. Rita McGregor March 22, 2014 / 2:45 pm

    Sorry. I’m kind of a joy-junkie (and laughter). I find it anywhere and everywhere. Makes life lighter. It’s a choice. Some days it can be a harder choice than other days–but I have stubborn Swedish genes–LOL! ;)

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    • phylor March 28, 2014 / 7:46 pm

      I’m glad you are a joy-junkie. You’re so right; it makes life lighter, like a balloon sailing off to unknown shores, or a kite flying just as you have directed it.

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  2. saraspunza March 21, 2014 / 1:20 pm

    Thanks for sharing this. I like that you chose to acknowledge the crappy parts of our day and then moved on to the real and tangible joy that can be observed by any one of us. Thank you.

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    • phylor March 21, 2014 / 1:43 pm

      You’ve welcome. Sometimes we do get bogged down in what seems like the mundane, and forget to really see the wonders of the world around us.

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  3. Rebecca March 21, 2014 / 12:54 pm

    I struggle to find joy sometimes too. I think I look too hard for things to be exactly right instead of appreciating them for how they just are. Thanks for the reminder to look past what needs to be done and find joy in what is!

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    • phylor March 21, 2014 / 1:45 pm

      You’re welcome. It can be hard to find the simple joys again, and when we let joy come to us, “in what is” we can smile and set our hearts and spirits free.

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