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.
Firstly, I'm sorry it's not a great day for you. I'm awfully glad Alexander's words provided a wee boost. They made me smile, as well. Glad you have your doggys there with you. I hope you're feeling better soon.
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.
Painting in my studio and blackberrying alone along a quiet lane for a blissful hour this morning
That sounds heavenly. And I love making blackberry into a verb! A yummy verb!
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.
Oh, that's so beautiful, Fran! Fresh words like radishes! Love that! Thank you for sharing!
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.
Oh, beautiful! And I share your desire for organization--and of not much!!
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! 💗
Um, it would appear we're the same person except rather than surfing (which I would love to learn!) insert boxing! Borrow away!
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.
That's so beautiful, Ramona! I'm glad you have that. I enjoy time alone, as well.
Love all of this!
Thank you, Jillian! I always find these sorts of reminders inspiring!
Wow! Thank you for this. I'm hooked 🙌
Hooked on joy? Yay! :)
Hi Jane! Just found you here. Love your writing. xoxo
Cyndi! Hello! Lovely to find you here. Thank you for the kind words! And you have a Substack?? I will check it out! xx
Yes, it's called Drip, Drip, Drip. A quote from Rimpoche. I just responded to your welcome email, too. xo
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.
Firstly, I'm sorry it's not a great day for you. I'm awfully glad Alexander's words provided a wee boost. They made me smile, as well. Glad you have your doggys there with you. I hope you're feeling better soon.
Thank you. Much appreciated. 💙💙🦋🦋
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.
That all sounds absolutely perfect! And crisp September air is the best!
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.
Oh my gosh, I love this! And, yes, how lovely that he wants you to join in! What would we do without dogs?!