The amount of teeth we display when we smile is not an accurate measure of joy. Joy is not gregariousness. Joy is not vivaciousness. Joy is not measured in the heartiness of our laughs. Joy is not superficial.
Joy is a deep feeling – not a behavior. Joy is a profound awareness of our raw gratitude. It’s not written in our faces, it’s a grounding force.
Alas, when we reach the summit of the highest peak, there’s a brief moment of exaltation, closely followed by a crushing dose of perspective in the form of a 360-degree reveal stretching miles in every direction of all the other mountains we’ve yet to climb. Then, reality dawns in form in our inevitable descent, during which time we get to ponder the next mountain we’ve identified to climb. Such is life – Such a gift.
Nowhere is it written that we have to love each moment. Reality dictates that we most definitely won’t love each moment. What’s most important is to be sure we always aim to live each moment. They are finite for us all. There is no data to suggest otherwise.
Shitty days are fertilizer. Water them with tears, and let there be growth.
Some days simply offer up too much to process. On days like these, the only lesson to be learned is to love. Hug the people or pets you can, and simply love.
It doesn’t matter what chapter we’re on, it’s most important to know what type of story we’re in. Although we can’t control much of what happens, we do get to determine the genre of the story of our lives, because we get to choose how we live through what happens.
We learn from failing. In order to fail, we have to embrace the idea of bracing for impact. For that’s what affords us the opportunity to get back up and try again. If we choose to spend our time dodging obstacles or avoiding what we fear, we are really choosing to allow our minds and experiences to be stunted. We’ll grow old and gray while our minds remain adolescent and inexperienced. Avoidance is no fountain of youth, it simply creates mountains of ignorance that obstruct an enlightened view.