Nothing brings me joy.
Joy isn’t brought to me.
It’s already in me.
Deep within, under layers of worry and stress.
A lot of times I keep it in a dark corner, letting things like deadlines, arguments, and everyday irritations take center stage.
I can even ignore it by overlooking the tiny soft moments or someone’s kind word.
But it’s always in me.
It comes alive when I stop for a moment, when I’m still and quiet and notice the gentleness and awe of existence.
Joy leaps from my heart when it recognizes itself in the outer world.
But
Only
When I take
The
Time
To
Acknowledge it.
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