Joy

Joy.

A mysterious word to me. I’ve come to love the idea and the reality of the idea. It would be like bathing in a glorious delight - in the midst of anything. It’s somewhere out there. Maybe this year it will make an appearance. I can sense it reaching out and tickling the edge of my conscious mind.

Like an ocean yet undiscovered. But definitely on the map.

Maybe you’ve already discovered it. Lucky you.

If not let’s look together and notice, perhaps, that it was there with us all along. Just waiting for us to stop trying too hard.

Happy New Year.