Joy

Sometimes I do what I call “flow” right before I go to bed, where I just let myself write whatever comes through my hand. I purposely am not saying “whatever comes to mind” because when I do this I literally just start writing and my hand can barely keep up.

I do this to clear my mind so it doesn’t always make sense but once in a while I write something like this and if it weren’t in my handwriting and in my diary, I wouldn’t have thought it came from me. I don’t know exactly what was going on in my life at the time but whatever it is, I’m grateful it made me feel this way and I’m grateful I was able to record it.

Happy

Truly happy

is a place where

joy meets sadness and celebrates

Where pain and suffering

have a place at the table,

Joy is acceptance –

of all things –

good or bad,

happy or sad,

joy embraces

joy sings

joy is life, and laughter,

joy is the end of things,

the beginning, the middle,

joy is life.

Let joy in

Let them in

Let him in

Bring them all your joy.

It’s time.

Spread your wings and fly.

You will never settle,

you weren’t meant to settle.

Just fly.

And let them fly with you.

Wings of joy.

See what I mean? I don’t quite know what I was referring to but when I do “flow,” understanding isn’t really the point anyway. When I stumbled upon this tonight though, it really warmed my heart. Whatever I was going through at the time definitely filled my heart with joy and for that I am grateful. Especially because looking at the date now, the next day my friend passed away…