I have been thinking a lot about joy, peace and happiness. I have blogged about it. Posted about it on Facebook, twitter and even mentioned it on LinkedIn. I find fascination with the thought of it. I am amazed at how often it is that we move through life in the dark and at such a speed that we can sometimes forget what joy and happiness can feel like.
For me, even the recalled memories of that young eleven year old girl really didn’t give me any insight to what it was that once made me happy.
Don’t get me wrong, I have good memories and had some great joyful experiences. What I have found however is that in my quest to revisit the things that gave/give me joy have surprised me. I have found that for the most part when I press the issue, my heart and mind conjure up images of sunsets, meadows and cornfields. Not actual events.
I have realized that this is not a single emotion. Once again it is a combination of things. I don’t know why I am just noticing it now, it happened when I spoke about fear previously. Happiness, joy, peace are all layers. Often we have one without the other, but on those rare occasions when you have all three or more, at the same time…well, those are the amazing moments in life. They embed themselves in our minds as markers, the moments in our lives that mark time.
Those moments can be traditional, like the birth of a child, getting married, saying I love you for the first time. They can also be very untraditional, such as seeing a piece of art, the sky, a field of flowers, a smell that takes you back in time. Those moments when we slow down, stop taking everything for granted. That millisecond we take to look at a blade of grass, or allow ourself to feel wonderment and believe in the unbelievable is unbelievably amazing!
Happiness, joy and peace I believe can all be elicited from hope. Having hope is like believing in magic. Hope is magic.
For me it all goes back to hope. The thought of what is possible, the beauty in the design of the things that appear to be so simple, but in reality are anything but. When I try to think about what makes me happy, usually it’s the things I have no control over. They are the things that inspire and amaze me. The everyday gifts we have all been given, but often times are too busy to really see.
The rest of the stuff that I enjoy seems nice, but sometimes it doesn’t seem as important. The truth is, it is all important.
Just a little something to think about.