My bliss is writing. Pulling fresh words like radishes, covered with dirt and delicious. Surprised by obliqueness and endless synchronicity. Where do these ideas come from? Wonder and joy.
Nature, even something as simple as the way the sunlight hits a leaf or the presence of a single bloom despite harsh conditions. Also, an organized space where everything (and by everything hopefully is not much) has a place.
I love this question. I find joy in sipping tea, surfing, snuggling my beloved, and eating chocolate. I might “borrow“ this question for ending a few podcast interviews! 💗
I often find joy in being alone. Being in the quiet. No other noise to scatter my thoughts and even if nothing profound comes out of of it I’m ridiculously happy.
Such a beautiful celebration of the many different places that we find joy. Martinis and sandwiches made me smile, so that gives me tiny joy on a day when I'm physically and emotionally not feeling great and could use any little joy boost I can get. Joy is also coming from a good cup of coffee and the warmth of my dogs snuggling as they sleep in.
Joy is fresh coffee in the morning, a walk in the park under the sun, admiring the trees and the crisp September air. A meal or walk with a loved one or dear friend.
My dog's antics. He's cuteness overload in a fur suit. We hunt lizards together---I get joy (most of the time) in the way he wants me to join in the hunt. I sing to the lizards; he pounces on them. However, I don't think the lizards find this joy-inducing.
Thoughts on: Joy
Painting in my studio and blackberrying alone along a quiet lane for a blissful hour this morning
My bliss is writing. Pulling fresh words like radishes, covered with dirt and delicious. Surprised by obliqueness and endless synchronicity. Where do these ideas come from? Wonder and joy.
Nature, even something as simple as the way the sunlight hits a leaf or the presence of a single bloom despite harsh conditions. Also, an organized space where everything (and by everything hopefully is not much) has a place.
I love this question. I find joy in sipping tea, surfing, snuggling my beloved, and eating chocolate. I might “borrow“ this question for ending a few podcast interviews! 💗
I often find joy in being alone. Being in the quiet. No other noise to scatter my thoughts and even if nothing profound comes out of of it I’m ridiculously happy.
Love all of this!
Wow! Thank you for this. I'm hooked 🙌
Hi Jane! Just found you here. Love your writing. xoxo
Such a beautiful celebration of the many different places that we find joy. Martinis and sandwiches made me smile, so that gives me tiny joy on a day when I'm physically and emotionally not feeling great and could use any little joy boost I can get. Joy is also coming from a good cup of coffee and the warmth of my dogs snuggling as they sleep in.
Joy is fresh coffee in the morning, a walk in the park under the sun, admiring the trees and the crisp September air. A meal or walk with a loved one or dear friend.
My dog's antics. He's cuteness overload in a fur suit. We hunt lizards together---I get joy (most of the time) in the way he wants me to join in the hunt. I sing to the lizards; he pounces on them. However, I don't think the lizards find this joy-inducing.