Every year I come up with a word that is meant to guide and direct me. Provide me with purpose. This past year, I recycled the word “joy”. And this year (at its halfway mark) has not been particularly joyful. I could go ahead and lament the year and list all my grievances. But, I will not. Joy is a state of being. That is great. That word worked for me in the past. Today, that word is a bit unmoored.
Most of us could not accurately predict what this year would be like. We had hopes and dreams. We tried, at times, to wish things into being. Yet, this year has been all over the place. If you don’t believe me, just check in with those recalled politicians.
Here’s the thing. Again, joy is just joy. A state of being. I should instead use the phrase “find my joy”. It’s a directive. An imperative. A true goal. My true north. I can’t wait for joy to come to me. I must find it. I must grab it.
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Joyful When All Feelings And
Senses Come Together Elating
Every Cell of
Our Beings
With Sunshine
Radiating Smiles
All Around Us in That
Eternal Now of Joy
Where All of Life
Smiles on the
Inside Out New
Bliss When Feelings
Senses All Emotions
Floating Balancing Soaring
Peaceful in Tween of High And Low
Just A Flow That Is No WHere Yet Now to Go
So Naked
Enough
Whole
Complete
SMiLes Miriam
in the Pinnacle of
my Work Career That
Place Where ya Have the
Highest So-Called Title And
the Most Pay And Pay Grade too
It’s True in that Place of Darkness All
Spent For What it Means to Be Human
The Words Joy and Happiness And Bliss
Were As Far Away As Fearless Love Then
Play Was An Activity in Another World And
Eventually So Many Years After That i Constructed
A Place Then of “Visiting The Garden of Band Aid”
Yes A Gratitude Tree for All the Positive Parts of my
(Aka Blog
Post)
Life i
Felt
Before
Then 24 Hours
on my 53rd Birthday
And i Linked The Definition
of Hope Through All 6,000 or
So Words of Effort i Was So Determined
to Escape the Pain and Numb of 66 Months
i Had No Idea Then on the 6th of June of 2013
Just a Month and 13 Days And i Would Return to
The Colors oF LiGHT Beyond All The Pain and Numb
on a Beach So Beautiful Where i Live Just one With
Sugar White Sands Emerald Green Gulf Waves
Sea Oats Swaying In Breeze and Sea Gull Wings
Spiraling the
Sun Yes the
Bliss of All
Feelings
Senses
Integrating
Emotions Whole
Regulating All Floating
in Balance Eternally Now Then
And For The Play of A Child i Lost
And For The Joy of A Child i Lost
And For The Happiness of A Child i Lost
And For The SMiLes Lost in A Bottomless Pit
It Wasn’t Enough For me to Have These Gifts
So i Set out on What is now Almost 106 Months
To Give It All Away to Others And to Record The Gift
As Well And Give and Share That All Away for Free
After Collecting Over 2,000 Photos of Ecstatic Joyful
Photos in Peaks of Flowing Dance With Others i Let my
Psychiatrist See a Collage of 100 Or So of the Photos that
i Saved As Facebook Profile Pics And He Said He Couldn’t
Help
Yet
SMiLe
For the Joy
Still Lives in
Ecstatic Faces of Loving Life…
If i Ever Forget i Went to Heaven i Surely
Won’t Have to Look Far For A “Garden of Band-Aid”
To Remember It is Truly A Wonderful Life And to Feel
my Decision not to Jump off A Bridge With the Suicide
Disease
Made
A Real
Measurable
And Lasting
Difference in this World…
This Play This Joy
This Happiness
These
SMiLes
Loving Life For Real
Yes This Bliss Now
Of Eternal Balancing
All Feelings Senses
Emotions Whole
This Free
Dance
And
Song Breathes
my Soul LiveS ETernAlly New..:)
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In between all the medical appointments and garbage I’ve had to deal with (along with the joy), I have found a special joy in reading, almost daily, the end of the second book of my trilogy, in what is, after all, a mainstream love story.
Only my beta reader and one trusted reviewer have seen it yet. I’m trying to free up the time to finish the cover, to format, to publish.
I don’t know where the words came from, but I wouldn’t change a jot or tittle, and they’re perfect. The middle book, the sophomore effort, does not sag.
I will share it as soon as I humanly can, but meanwhile I know it exists, and I can read when nothing else satisfies. It is an odd special state of joy. This one you earn.
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I’m so happy to hear of your joy in reading the end of your second book. Words are wonderful items to assemble.
Best wishes!
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Rattling a LOT of expectations, and it’s all prefigured somewhere in there – if you’ve been paying attention. Out of curiosity – do you read mainstream fiction?
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Yes, I do. I read across a spectrum of genres 🙂 much out there to be enjoyed!
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Let me know if you’d like an electronic ARC of mine – I like reviews, but don’t nag.
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“If you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.”
― Joseph Campbell
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Hear hear! I like that quote. Thanks for sharing.
Hope all is well
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Things are rough. Combination of age related issues, money issues, and the general decay of the world around me. Stll, I persevere.
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Joy! I think you inspired me to choose that word for 2022. I have just read “The Book of Joy” which is Doug Abrams and dialogue with Archbishop Desmond Tutu and the Dalai Lama in 2016. These are two people who are advanced beings ( IMHO) and what they have to say on the topic of Joy and how to get it into your life is fascinating. I am going to write a review of the book over the weekend .
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I look forward to reading your review. I’m on this joy kick now. How do we find it? How do we keep it?
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According to the Dalai Lama it is In our minds and we must practice joy. I am working on the review.🙂
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