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More precious and more difficult to experience than the non ordinary. At least this is what I'm learning and repeating to myself daily. I guess this is some kind of a spiritual life - being able to experience this kind of peace. I woke up one morning and looked out and I could see feel every bit of light on every leaf. I felt this irreducible joy at just being. I felt totally in the moment with no thoughts in my head.
Like a moment when a Swallowtail butterfly alights upon you, or a bird comes right up close to take a look at you, that sudden, thrilling moment of connectedness with everything- with ALL life- and beyond. As a New Zealander, getting a bit fucked up in nature brings me a huge amount of joy. As has happened so many times, your question finds me at the exact right moment. I was going about my morning routine today, and wondering why I second hand used designer bags am so often such a joyless bastard.
I am a rather rational, analytic person by nature (or nurture) and I have often thought that strong sentiments and emotions are more difficult to summon, hidden as they seem to be, under layers of processing. I, like you, feel happy and even content with life, but the feeling of pure joy is much harder to conjure or experience. I also find joy in movies in which the protagonists demonstrate extreme dignity and altruism towards others, particularly when faced with personal peril or attendant sacrifice. With the exception of one thing, what brings joy changes and thank goodness for that.
I used to dread dusting this area, there are just so many pictures to move. The frames are awkward shapes and sizes, some are heavy. Then I made a point to really look at each picture as I dusted it and over time this has become a weekly gratitude practice for me.I pick up the nearest picture, my mother, taken from this world too soon and without warning. My first great loss, now decades in the past and just yesterday. I remember taking this photograph.
My undisputed source of joy are cats. Followed by live music, live music with friends, a cold beer on a hot day, a cold beer on a hot day with friends! Dancing, singing, although that is not particularly joyful to someone else ears. Acts of kindness, given and received.
OMG I didn't know music could be so incredible and joy giving until I played in a band. My joy is also found when I am in the company of others collaborating on art, music, jobs, a joke. Full joy is [possibly] when you let go! Just Own Yourself ...and everything will follow. Your question has given me so much joy, I feel compelled to answer.I get joy from other people's happiness.
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There is always joy if you can be open to it. Have you ever walked beside a long-legged terrier bouncing happily through a woodland in the springtime ,leaping across a mossy stream just where a sea of bluebells intertwine with , yellow wood anemones and pinky white aconites? On these walks and on all the others, across every season , with my loyal companion-there I find my joy.
So when I still myself, like right now, and turn inwards, up it bubbles, tearing up my eyes and catching in my chest. Making me smile and feel in love with everything as it is. Norton Music Factory brings me joy. 3 minutes drive from my house, everyone greets each other, building a strong community, joy you. So says this 51 year old born-again high school teacher, both my sons passed, I have no more children, on paper there is no joy, but there it is. By seeing joy, and sometimes, even causing it in the eyes and hearts of those I love.
My dog is snoring right now and it makes me smile. I connected and made progress with my horse the other day and it fills my cup for the week. Meanwhile, this fuels me and calms me for the not so simple and uncomplicated relationship with the adolescents in the house.
Half way through on stumbled Mark. Grabbing the mic he attempted to mutter some words, shook his head in defeat and handed the mic into the crowd. Thud, down he went.Now, the bloke he’d handed the mic to knew all the words to the song, and, with the best Mark E Smith impersonation I’ve ever heard, completed the song, triumphantly.If you’d closed your eyes it was The Fall in their prime.
They are, we are so vulnerable an in order to experience joy I must make peace with this truth.What brings me joy? There is 3-year-old who fills my top pocket with dinosaurs and feeds them cheese. When something makes me feel completely myself and simultaneously at one with the universe, then I feel joy. I felt it at the total solar eclipse in April and immediately began researching the times and locations of future eclipses. Unfortunately, it quickly became obvious that I cannot afford to chase the moon's shadow. I'm not so sure I agree with you, Nick, that joy is something you have to seek out.
I put the kettle on, put Van - always Van - on the stereo, either Astral Weeks or No Guru, No Method, No Teacher. I make a cup of tea and stand there in front of the kitchen sink, sipping, breathing, looking contentedly out the window at the falling rain and the garden all wet and glistening, whilst Van weaves his magic. It’s my kind of church, my kind of joy. Unalloyed joy - this may sound trite (and apologies to my beloved family & friends) but it’s free wheeling down a country lane in southern England on a summer day on my beloved bicycle. I find my joy usually when I am looking up. When I take a deep breath, and look up to see a beautiful blue sky, or a cotton candy sunrise, a huge tree, or a flock of geese, these are the moments that bring me joy.
Now that, my red-handed friend, blew me away. I don't know how or why I reacted as I did to this piece of his music, but I did, his mood and struggles soaring across the centuries and I was there to receive it. So there you go, music is my joy. I buried my child in between the notes of a Bach partita because she gave me the same transcendent joy. Sometimes, when deconstructing the parts of myself that I perceive as bad, it can feel like joy is being replaced by guilt or shame.