I have been on the exploration of joy. Trying to truly understand what it means to live with joy, versus joyous moments. As I mentioned previously, being joy, 100% of the time seems so odd to me, although my psychology background believes it to be possible. There are times, like doing basic business tasks, where joy just isn’t in me. I am in “get stuff done” mode.
Then I thought about my grandma. As I think about her, and how she lived her life, she knew peace, contentment and joy. Every moment she accepted with joy. Quiet moments, busy moments, even times when she couldn’t hear the conversation as she lost her hearing….all in joy.
Even the shitty stuff.
Like losing her husband with 3 children under 8. OK, yeah, I wasn’t there for that, but I know how family spoke of her.
Or later in life when she was diagnosed with lung cancer, and made her choice to not treat it. She wasn’t in a state of worry. Or sadness.
Peace. Contentment and joy.
I guess that’s a key: accepting the moment as it is. Right now. Do you live with joy inside you?
