Sometimes joy isn’t an outburst of emotion. Sometimes it is sitting back quietly and feeling it wash over you.
Quiet joy is what i’m feeling today. Finally the things I’ve been wanting, waiting to happen are coming to an easy fruition, lining up as if they were the stars, knowing the next step, the next play on this chessgame of life.
Quiet joy of a Sunday morning spent accomplishing little tasks that make my life better for me. Taking the moments to appreciate what I have and what is yet to come.
The quiet joy that peace, warmth, quietude, soft music, wonderful scents, plush textures and sunshine can bring.
The quiet joy of knowing that the universe is there, the net is there. The quiet joy of knowing the next step is the leap, the jump, the fall off the ledge, the edge. That very moment. The pause before the amazing ride. This is where I sit and breathe today, lining up my future as if there was ever a question that I would do anything different. As if its been an innate thing inside of me always guiding. Many times to this point i have felt absolutely lost. And I’m sure the process will run its cycle, but the clarity that joy has provided is resonnating, eminating.
Tomorrow, the jump begins.
