To pour the sacred water of the Beloved upon our spirits we must first, recognize joy as it brushes lightly against our souls, and second, appreciate you in the moment without trying to snatch it and bury it in the backyard like a bone. William Blake describes this beautifully in his poem, “Kiss the Joy as it Flies.”
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy,
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
If we feel less joy in our lives than we do guilt, obligation, resentment, exhaustion, or depression, it probably means that a spiritual tune-up is in order. we may simply need to recalibrate our ability to tune into joy as it flits unobtrusively by the windows of our souls. ~Sue Patton Thoele
and so, how did you know you were granted an amazing day, or an amazing moment, or an amazing life? joy? sorrow too?
inquiry for today~ how can you make space for all of your life to be here and reflected in your gifts?
With life as short as a half-taken breath, do not plant anything but love. ~Rumi