"Scatter joy."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
I am a joy junkie.
As a young girl I searched for it, not knowing what it was. I was ill at ease with how I looked yet noticed beauty all around me. My mom was a beauty, our home was lovely. We lived in a bucolic setting which wooed me outdoors often. And alone. That is where my imagination flared - with book in hand, I ran away and dreamt of a much different story.
Fifty years have passed since my walks in the woods in Connecticut. Today I am surrounded by Texan trees and live in a spot that is my fairy-tale-come-true home. It is not extravagant or fancy yet it is my first 'home' in 38 years of marriage.
Parker Palmer tells us to ponder on what filled us with happiness as a child. If we return to it - we might gain a deep seated joy. When I read his book the first time several years ago, it opened my eyes and more importantly, my soul. His words. His thoughts. Read it and you will be blessed.
Below are a few of my go-to's for JOY:
- Fill your tub with bubbles. Soak!
- Spray paint a little something.
- Take 20 and do 'legs up the wall.'
- Grab a book and hide from the world. I suggest "The Kitchen House."
