Joy is unfettered living, free from any resistance, consciously aware of riding the oscillating wave of the now moment. One responds to life and flows with the effortlessness of trust, allowing the inner dance of the cells to infiltrate the outer and put a little boogie in the step. Joy is the domain of the child and, as such, one does childish things, responds from the child self in a childish way. There is laughter and lightness and unabashed exhilaration. The soundtrack birthed in the moment sounds forth and makes the call to the cosmos for playmates.
It is all of this and it is an infinite wash of variation and permutations of bliss. It is truly having not a care in the world. The feeling is a complete wash that is recognized by all and treasured for its duration. It reminds of the ease of life, of the magnificence of our design, of just how easy it can be to surrender and not resist. No other emotion can be as all consuming as joy, for most often there is little resistance on our part to stop its flow. Often joy will be a powerful cleanser for the emotional residue we carry.
The body seizes the opportunity to through a whole lot of energetic debris on the fire. It is burned up and turned into laughter. The blocks within the body systems and meridians clear and the debris is tossed on the inferno of delight. We cry because we laugh so deeply. We move the body, we make the muscles hurt, we make the blues disappear, we activate the bliss chemicals within the brain body and they flood through us in the best natural high, our senses open up the shudders and let the nuances in to allow us to reach beyond our own curtains and see the oh so much more.
The moment is given and we respond. Our interpretation activates the response and the emotion floods through us in a way that uplifts…or not. Choose, my friend…choose wisely. Look for life in everything. There is a child living in all. Engage that and see beyond the form of the moment to take the wound in hand and bless it with healing smiles and staccato bursts of laughter. Cuddle them and toss them in the air and sing silly songs that have no meaning except to further the joy.
All this we can do, if we choose. Look for life and seize it by the hand and leave your sack of troubles and worn interpretations and poor me’s in the burning bag of dog poop on the porch of yesterday. Reach out,.reach in…and let your hands meet to make shadow puppets in the morning sun. Run toward the moon and race the sun to the coast. Pick the stars out of the sky and rearrange them so no one will know the constellations tomorrow night…and then shout, “just kidding!” As you twinkle your nose and all is back in its proper self in a smooth” abracadabra”…when was the last time you talked back to the barking dog as if you knew what he was saying? Reach back into yesterdays and take the experiences and then tear them up into little pieces and fling them toward the precipice where they will reassemble into the best future ever before they hit the ground.
Yes, you are that powerful when you access your truth. Everything seeds everything. Nothing is an accident in this grand design we call home. Interpret, man. That is the key here. Why not feed life with beauty. Bless it, lift it up to b e witnessed by the sun. Kiss it fully on the lips…even slip it the tongue, if you dare…double dare ya! Look into tomorrow and cop a feel when no one is looking…and then chuckle at your little secret. Wake up tomorrow and look for the gift you have been given. Scream at the waterfall and watch the waters part.
There are simply no limitations in the design. Whatever you choose to do in the frequency of the child self is assured a delightful experience. Exercise your muscles of happiness. Smile outwardly and become familiar with each of the muscles that make that smile dance. Smile inwardly and send the healing waves of joy through the organs and systems and cells that have been your loyal servants for so long. Replenish the supply of delight every night before going to bed because you want to wake up with a shout out, “here I Am world…bring me the best you have to offer!. Treat me to breakfast. Take me to lunch. Buy me a three course dinner and then take full advantage of me when we get to be alone. I will laugh my way through it all, guffaws, belly laughs, snorters, sobbers, snot drippers,.side splitters…”
You get joy by being joyful…so what the hell are you waiting for?!? Here comes another moment…get on board, partner, we’re heading for the best is yet to come...tag, you’re it!