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I see the pain, torment, sorrows, and anger of our world. They cry out with one voice for relief. Our overworked western culture, pride in materialism, ignorance of the Sacred, over reliance on technology, and hatred for one another have had no small part in this suffering. The constant noise of insanity has, of late, caused me psychological distress.
Through learning, I meet knew people, I am part of the languages learning community on social platforms and even if I dont know those people personally, I feel part of something, I feel supported and accepted. It has taken me a (66 year) lifetime to get to the point where I can understand what joy is. Joy, for me, is the smorgasbord of life, in all its second hand designer bags australia complexities, that I have the privilege to witness and indulge in. There is joy in making a fine cup of coffee, a pure blue sky, a smile from my wife, a scent of roses. The joy is in seeing beauty mostly everywhere one looks and appreciating it all.
Flying over the city, physically or spiritually, like an angel, that would procure me true and complete joy, would liberate my soul from the earthly bounds, my own corporal limitations (ever heard of the ceramic artist Paula Murray?). So, in a nutshell, I'm pretty much like Birdy in the Alan Parker movie. In the recent one and half years, much to my own surprise, I find the greatest joy I have experienced in loving my best friend. And I never thought I could find it in giving and devoting at all.
I could hear the breeze through leaves, a small whistling bird. And then I saw my children’s faces, clear and smiling. They add up, keep you in fine balance if you just acknowledge them. And they push the darkness away when you most need them to. I also have an unendangered, full life but joy can sometimes escape me.
Nobody knows who will win and who will lose, who will triumph or who will fall short, or with what grace each will carry their burden. So yes, there is truly great joy to be had from hitting a tennis ball ‘just so’. My son Isaac died on 30th November 2021. In the time that has passed since he died there hasn't been a great deal of joy. As others who grieve have noted and I've learned myself, it is possible to find a way to live with grief, to go on with that knot of pain inside your chest. There are times when you think you'll never feel normal again, never mind feel joy.
When I go looking for exceptions, I tend to find them. As long as I am willing to wait patiently and be humbled, again and again. All i have to do is open my will, my mind and my heart to let it in. To tease it, to embrase it and to play with it. For me, when i am in real nature, i am easily find by joy and happiness. If you want to experience joy, you need to dare to dive into the dark parts of yourself, go through the shadow, face the beast in order to reach the liberation of your ego and feel the real joy.
As an adult, I have found joy to be a fleeting spark that only visits me for seconds or minutes at a time. I don’t know if I consider joy to be an earnt thing, I see it as more of a gift that visits you when you’re paying attention. So, in answer to your question; I find joy when I dance, when I jump around my room flailing my arms about. I find joy in my friends and family and how funny, strange, beautiful, clever and surprising they are.
Going to gigs such as Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds and being a part of a greater shared story brings me joy! Little things, big things, to do list things, patting cat things. All different examples I hope shine a light for you on the simplicity and fleeting moments of joy.
It is definitely within my relationships with those close to me, to whom I have a responsibility towards, and I “step up” to that responsibility in a meaningful way. If this is reciprocal it is a source of huge joy. It works best if you don’t presume an entitlement to it. This extends to the wider world of mostly well intentioned others trying to connect and feel part of something, to belong.
It feels disloyal and a betrayal of his memory not to be constantly consumed with grief. Your words however, have provided hope and inspiration that joy can find a way back in. I often refer people to your letters to answer the dreaded - how are you question. On reading one a friend was awed and described the RHF as a service to humanity - they are not wrong! So thank you Nick for your words and music.
Joy for me comes from the recognition of symbiosis as it occurs in nature and in our nature. From the micro to the macro, these moments where we see or feel the connectedness of things. Like the trees that feed us oxygen while we deliver to them carbon dioxide, or the garden weed with 50% of its DNA identical to ours - all indicating that every living thing comes from a single origin and a process of billions of years of evolution.
But as you've said, its a decision and so I've set my mind upon it's discovery. Right now, joy peeks out from behind my favorites songs, and often surprises me with the return of lightening bugs in our "magic trees." It's been a rough few years to be certain, but I'm determined to find more and more moments of joy. In answer to the question on joy. I feel the most joy with connections near and far.
Attending two of the Carnage shows a few years ago was transcendent. It must be said, listening to songs like ‘Hand of God’ and ‘God is in the House,’ live-WOW. We are all different so no answers will fit everyone but there are two simple (simplistic?) rules that help me. The first is to focus on what I have, not on what I don't have. There are always things that I desire but I already have so much that I should be grateful for. Especially when I think of others who dream of having what I take for granted.
As a human being I have suffered, to a degree, as have all humans, my joy comes from my experiences, experiences born from seeking, who am I, why am I here... The knowing that arrives from experience (loss, pain, illness, depression...) opens the portal to meaning... Joy arrives in the knowledge that this body, this mind, this humanness is life’s tool for writing our story... And our job is to do the work of writing the story of Love and Peace into every moment, this work is my joy. Joy comes from a few directions for me.
Through learning, I meet knew people, I am part of the languages learning community on social platforms and even if I dont know those people personally, I feel part of something, I feel supported and accepted. It has taken me a (66 year) lifetime to get to the point where I can understand what joy is. Joy, for me, is the smorgasbord of life, in all its second hand designer bags australia complexities, that I have the privilege to witness and indulge in. There is joy in making a fine cup of coffee, a pure blue sky, a smile from my wife, a scent of roses. The joy is in seeing beauty mostly everywhere one looks and appreciating it all.
Flying over the city, physically or spiritually, like an angel, that would procure me true and complete joy, would liberate my soul from the earthly bounds, my own corporal limitations (ever heard of the ceramic artist Paula Murray?). So, in a nutshell, I'm pretty much like Birdy in the Alan Parker movie. In the recent one and half years, much to my own surprise, I find the greatest joy I have experienced in loving my best friend. And I never thought I could find it in giving and devoting at all.
I could hear the breeze through leaves, a small whistling bird. And then I saw my children’s faces, clear and smiling. They add up, keep you in fine balance if you just acknowledge them. And they push the darkness away when you most need them to. I also have an unendangered, full life but joy can sometimes escape me.
Nobody knows who will win and who will lose, who will triumph or who will fall short, or with what grace each will carry their burden. So yes, there is truly great joy to be had from hitting a tennis ball ‘just so’. My son Isaac died on 30th November 2021. In the time that has passed since he died there hasn't been a great deal of joy. As others who grieve have noted and I've learned myself, it is possible to find a way to live with grief, to go on with that knot of pain inside your chest. There are times when you think you'll never feel normal again, never mind feel joy.
When I go looking for exceptions, I tend to find them. As long as I am willing to wait patiently and be humbled, again and again. All i have to do is open my will, my mind and my heart to let it in. To tease it, to embrase it and to play with it. For me, when i am in real nature, i am easily find by joy and happiness. If you want to experience joy, you need to dare to dive into the dark parts of yourself, go through the shadow, face the beast in order to reach the liberation of your ego and feel the real joy.
As an adult, I have found joy to be a fleeting spark that only visits me for seconds or minutes at a time. I don’t know if I consider joy to be an earnt thing, I see it as more of a gift that visits you when you’re paying attention. So, in answer to your question; I find joy when I dance, when I jump around my room flailing my arms about. I find joy in my friends and family and how funny, strange, beautiful, clever and surprising they are.
Going to gigs such as Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds and being a part of a greater shared story brings me joy! Little things, big things, to do list things, patting cat things. All different examples I hope shine a light for you on the simplicity and fleeting moments of joy.
It is definitely within my relationships with those close to me, to whom I have a responsibility towards, and I “step up” to that responsibility in a meaningful way. If this is reciprocal it is a source of huge joy. It works best if you don’t presume an entitlement to it. This extends to the wider world of mostly well intentioned others trying to connect and feel part of something, to belong.
It feels disloyal and a betrayal of his memory not to be constantly consumed with grief. Your words however, have provided hope and inspiration that joy can find a way back in. I often refer people to your letters to answer the dreaded - how are you question. On reading one a friend was awed and described the RHF as a service to humanity - they are not wrong! So thank you Nick for your words and music.
Joy for me comes from the recognition of symbiosis as it occurs in nature and in our nature. From the micro to the macro, these moments where we see or feel the connectedness of things. Like the trees that feed us oxygen while we deliver to them carbon dioxide, or the garden weed with 50% of its DNA identical to ours - all indicating that every living thing comes from a single origin and a process of billions of years of evolution.
But as you've said, its a decision and so I've set my mind upon it's discovery. Right now, joy peeks out from behind my favorites songs, and often surprises me with the return of lightening bugs in our "magic trees." It's been a rough few years to be certain, but I'm determined to find more and more moments of joy. In answer to the question on joy. I feel the most joy with connections near and far.
Attending two of the Carnage shows a few years ago was transcendent. It must be said, listening to songs like ‘Hand of God’ and ‘God is in the House,’ live-WOW. We are all different so no answers will fit everyone but there are two simple (simplistic?) rules that help me. The first is to focus on what I have, not on what I don't have. There are always things that I desire but I already have so much that I should be grateful for. Especially when I think of others who dream of having what I take for granted.
As a human being I have suffered, to a degree, as have all humans, my joy comes from my experiences, experiences born from seeking, who am I, why am I here... The knowing that arrives from experience (loss, pain, illness, depression...) opens the portal to meaning... Joy arrives in the knowledge that this body, this mind, this humanness is life’s tool for writing our story... And our job is to do the work of writing the story of Love and Peace into every moment, this work is my joy. Joy comes from a few directions for me.
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