I’ve always found these three simple, but powerful, ways will channel joy into everyday life:
Smile. There is an old Chinese proverb that says every smile makes us a day younger. That said, begin and end your day with a smile. It will not only make you younger, it will cause others, even the flowers, to smile back at you.
Wonder. To wonder is to open our eyes to the magic things of the world, to comprehend beauty in its fullest capacity. John Keats, the English Romantic poet, tells us that a thing of beauty is a joy forever, that its loveliness increases, that it will never pass into nothingness. Set your mind and your soul free every day and let that sense of wonder provide the nourishment you crave.
Reach. There is much out there for us to enjoy, though sometimes it needs to be tasted, to be experienced, to be hugged. Things of joy are ours only if we reach out and take them. “Let a joy keep you,” Carl Sandberg prompts us. “Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.” To live with joy is not a passive state. It requires us to hold out our hands, if not to grasp the stars, to hold, at the very least, their star dust.
What do you reach out to hold? What simple but powerful practices do you cultivate to encourage joy in your life? Here’s mine:
GARDEN PATH
I remember a garden
path that led me past
asters and phlox
to a spot by the sea.
All around, cold stones
and cormorants
warmed in the sun
while I looked
to the waves
as they broke
and turned beyond
where this land
could take me. Now
that childhood way
is gone, lost as leaves
come down and thistles
lift, yet still I sit on cold
gray stones, holding out
my hands, reaching
for waves, gathering
the blossoms they bring.
“Garden Path” © Mary O’Connor, Dreams of a Wingless Child, 2007
Lovely poem, Mary. Thank you. I practice remembering sea roses, baking in the sun or drooping in the mist along the back shore of Peaks Island, Maine. Similar images to yours, from which I derive sustenance.
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Thanks, and thanks, too, for sharing the channels through which you reach out for — and find — joy! All images which I, too, love!
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Ah! One of my favorites of your poems!
My walks in the woods always bring me to joy – no matter the season, or weather.
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Thanks! And just hearing, reading, about your walks in the woods brings me joy too!
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