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I pull up at my driveway, comforted in the knowledge that I have a well-earned six-pack of beer in the fridge, and a loving and beautiful wife and daughter safe inside. The breeze cools me down as I walk up and down my street catching my breath. Neighbours invisible in their own houses, magpies darting through the droning sound of Australian bugs and insects – My body sweat-cleansed, my mind clear. I look to the sky just to see vintage bags melbourne how it's going, in my moment alone.And nothing phases me for the rest of the day. Joy - which I think you’re asking me what I think it is to essentially be happy.
As I was riding my bike there, in the shade of the big trees, in different shades of green, in the fresh air, for the first time in so long, I felt a real physical joy of existence. I find joy in my studio, a sanctuary where I can quieten down and think. While I work with my hands, the labour intensive artmaking, drives the stream of consciousness. Too many thoughts to remember, breaching the retaining walls. Speeding, ungraspable, rushing by.
Even better if I can scream out the words without embarrassment because I’m just one voice among the throng of music lovers. For the better part of my adult life, I have had a difficult and scarring battle with addiction. It at times has left me isolated from family, many lost friendships, homelessness, desperation, sadness, loneliness and pain. People speak of a rock bottom, as if it was a singular thing.
I looked it up in a few places and was surprised to find most dictionaries use words like delight, elation, ecstasy, bliss - which imbues it with an almost bubbly energy. I have always found joy to be a quieter, more harmonious - and elusive and transient - feeling. For me - your mileage may vary, of course - joy is only accessed by slowing down and being as present as possible. I am generally doing instead of being.
Not in the hippy interpretation of quantum mechanics that “everything is a vibration,” but in a purely figurative way. Some people’s instruments are tuned in certain ways, others in different ways. Some have strings that has never been used. No-one has played all the tunes on their instruments - it is always new songs to be written and played.
Please note that watches and jewellery are not eligible for change of mind returns. Postage costs are not refunded for international returns. Shipments are fully trackable with signature on delivery. We can only deliver to a home/work street address (no PO boxes or parcel lockers). We highly recommend that you take out shipping protection at checkout for $14.95, which covers your shipment against loss, damage or theft.
I just need to remember to look up. It is a shame that sometimes simple joys escape you, it is unfortunately an inevitable part of the human condition. In my experience the true feeling of joy is in the 'normal,' the 'everyday,' or as I like to put it myself, 'the joy of the mundane.'It is both easy and difficult to find joy in the mundane, which is why I personally find it so rewarding. It could even just be sitting down, taking stock, just letting your mind wander without purpose or reason.There is joy in all these moments and more.
Along with your music (thank you, Nick), I have recently been enjoying new music from Godspeed You! Black Emperor, The The, Jack White, David Holmes & Peter Gabriel and much more. It might sound trite but the joy of music is so beneficial to my mental and physical wellbeing. I even do some Dad-dancing in the privacy of my living room occasionally! I am so grateful to you and everyone who is kind and brave enough to put their music out into the world. For me the thing is to be open to joy, then it finds me, often in small things.
I am so lucky in having a loving wife and son and the joy that brings, but fear their possible loss acutely. It feels as if I have wasted so much time thinking about loss and not living in the present, the only place joy where can happen. A source of joy I'd like to remember more is taking the time to tell other people something I appreciate, admire, or love about them. There are so many opportunities to do this every day, it costs nothing, and it imbues the world with more joy than there was a second before. Making the world a better place—and feeling good about it—is so much simpler than it often seems. Joy is a fleeting shift of warm sunshine being cut by a cool autumn breeze.
The meanings I've found seem to have them as interchangeableJoy was described as being of the moment, short-lived. But joy seems to have the upper hand as a more 'worthy' emotion. I can't say I remember feeling joy in a particular moment, but I can say I've felt happy. And I think maybe that's OK.Time, money , health, work - these, and other less tangible things, can all stand in the way of joy. I guess I choose to be happy/joyful with what I can affect.Playing djembe with friends, reading a book, knowing my kids are happy and safe, a nice cheese. I'm writing this from my phone while I lay next to the biggest source of joy in my life.She is just my girlfriend now as we are still pretty young, but I know I will marry her because when I listen to a beautiful song all I see is her.
I came to see our relationship as a dance, where change is a natural part of our evolving paths.We focused on the love that remained, cherished the precious memories, and embraced forgiveness. We recently held a divorce ceremony to release each other from our vows and to share how we would continue to support one another. Although the healing process has been challenging, it has also been profoundly beautiful.That’s where my joy comes from when I hear your song. At first I thought of all the people, things, and events that brought me joy - but that didn't quite answer the question for me.Then I thought well, I seek out joy. I think I have come to the realization that I don't seek out joy, but I don't avoid it either. I do not avoid what may be averse situations either.
I expect - or maybe just want to believe - that you, like me, are an over-empath.Despite an extraordinary life that I have led, with more ups than downs, with incredible luck and phenomenal privilege, I experience the world as a very painful place. The seemingly most contented and often "happy" people I came across were often the poorest, the most downtrodden and those who often suffered so much. For example, the poorest people, living in Afghanistan, Libya, Lebanon, Syria, Indonesia, Vietnam and so on. Paradoxically, it was in these countries that I met the humans who seemed the least burdened by fears, hate and complaints about what they didn't have.I stopped trying to obtain "joy" by consuming many, many years ago (we are almost the same age).
Sometimes I ponder those surveys that question ‘happiness’ and am bemused and sometimes lost about our search for happiness. It sometimes seems an elusive concept. Maybe cause I’m an older white male from some dubious Irish/Scottish heritage where we were never ‘happy’ just not angry, cranky cautious or suspicious! However, joy can be found in the simple things of life. A river stream where birds skitter, breezes flutter and I am able to shutdown from the complex and harsh world around us. A child we love may learn a new skill, teach us some simple truths about our world.
I pull up at my driveway, comforted in the knowledge that I have a well-earned six-pack of beer in the fridge, and a loving and beautiful wife and daughter safe inside. The breeze cools me down as I walk up and down my street catching my breath. Neighbours invisible in their own houses, magpies darting through the droning sound of Australian bugs and insects – My body sweat-cleansed, my mind clear. I look to the sky just to see vintage bags melbourne how it's going, in my moment alone.And nothing phases me for the rest of the day. Joy - which I think you’re asking me what I think it is to essentially be happy.
As I was riding my bike there, in the shade of the big trees, in different shades of green, in the fresh air, for the first time in so long, I felt a real physical joy of existence. I find joy in my studio, a sanctuary where I can quieten down and think. While I work with my hands, the labour intensive artmaking, drives the stream of consciousness. Too many thoughts to remember, breaching the retaining walls. Speeding, ungraspable, rushing by.
Even better if I can scream out the words without embarrassment because I’m just one voice among the throng of music lovers. For the better part of my adult life, I have had a difficult and scarring battle with addiction. It at times has left me isolated from family, many lost friendships, homelessness, desperation, sadness, loneliness and pain. People speak of a rock bottom, as if it was a singular thing.
I looked it up in a few places and was surprised to find most dictionaries use words like delight, elation, ecstasy, bliss - which imbues it with an almost bubbly energy. I have always found joy to be a quieter, more harmonious - and elusive and transient - feeling. For me - your mileage may vary, of course - joy is only accessed by slowing down and being as present as possible. I am generally doing instead of being.
Not in the hippy interpretation of quantum mechanics that “everything is a vibration,” but in a purely figurative way. Some people’s instruments are tuned in certain ways, others in different ways. Some have strings that has never been used. No-one has played all the tunes on their instruments - it is always new songs to be written and played.
Please note that watches and jewellery are not eligible for change of mind returns. Postage costs are not refunded for international returns. Shipments are fully trackable with signature on delivery. We can only deliver to a home/work street address (no PO boxes or parcel lockers). We highly recommend that you take out shipping protection at checkout for $14.95, which covers your shipment against loss, damage or theft.
I just need to remember to look up. It is a shame that sometimes simple joys escape you, it is unfortunately an inevitable part of the human condition. In my experience the true feeling of joy is in the 'normal,' the 'everyday,' or as I like to put it myself, 'the joy of the mundane.'It is both easy and difficult to find joy in the mundane, which is why I personally find it so rewarding. It could even just be sitting down, taking stock, just letting your mind wander without purpose or reason.There is joy in all these moments and more.
Along with your music (thank you, Nick), I have recently been enjoying new music from Godspeed You! Black Emperor, The The, Jack White, David Holmes & Peter Gabriel and much more. It might sound trite but the joy of music is so beneficial to my mental and physical wellbeing. I even do some Dad-dancing in the privacy of my living room occasionally! I am so grateful to you and everyone who is kind and brave enough to put their music out into the world. For me the thing is to be open to joy, then it finds me, often in small things.
I am so lucky in having a loving wife and son and the joy that brings, but fear their possible loss acutely. It feels as if I have wasted so much time thinking about loss and not living in the present, the only place joy where can happen. A source of joy I'd like to remember more is taking the time to tell other people something I appreciate, admire, or love about them. There are so many opportunities to do this every day, it costs nothing, and it imbues the world with more joy than there was a second before. Making the world a better place—and feeling good about it—is so much simpler than it often seems. Joy is a fleeting shift of warm sunshine being cut by a cool autumn breeze.
The meanings I've found seem to have them as interchangeableJoy was described as being of the moment, short-lived. But joy seems to have the upper hand as a more 'worthy' emotion. I can't say I remember feeling joy in a particular moment, but I can say I've felt happy. And I think maybe that's OK.Time, money , health, work - these, and other less tangible things, can all stand in the way of joy. I guess I choose to be happy/joyful with what I can affect.Playing djembe with friends, reading a book, knowing my kids are happy and safe, a nice cheese. I'm writing this from my phone while I lay next to the biggest source of joy in my life.She is just my girlfriend now as we are still pretty young, but I know I will marry her because when I listen to a beautiful song all I see is her.
I came to see our relationship as a dance, where change is a natural part of our evolving paths.We focused on the love that remained, cherished the precious memories, and embraced forgiveness. We recently held a divorce ceremony to release each other from our vows and to share how we would continue to support one another. Although the healing process has been challenging, it has also been profoundly beautiful.That’s where my joy comes from when I hear your song. At first I thought of all the people, things, and events that brought me joy - but that didn't quite answer the question for me.Then I thought well, I seek out joy. I think I have come to the realization that I don't seek out joy, but I don't avoid it either. I do not avoid what may be averse situations either.
I expect - or maybe just want to believe - that you, like me, are an over-empath.Despite an extraordinary life that I have led, with more ups than downs, with incredible luck and phenomenal privilege, I experience the world as a very painful place. The seemingly most contented and often "happy" people I came across were often the poorest, the most downtrodden and those who often suffered so much. For example, the poorest people, living in Afghanistan, Libya, Lebanon, Syria, Indonesia, Vietnam and so on. Paradoxically, it was in these countries that I met the humans who seemed the least burdened by fears, hate and complaints about what they didn't have.I stopped trying to obtain "joy" by consuming many, many years ago (we are almost the same age).
Sometimes I ponder those surveys that question ‘happiness’ and am bemused and sometimes lost about our search for happiness. It sometimes seems an elusive concept. Maybe cause I’m an older white male from some dubious Irish/Scottish heritage where we were never ‘happy’ just not angry, cranky cautious or suspicious! However, joy can be found in the simple things of life. A river stream where birds skitter, breezes flutter and I am able to shutdown from the complex and harsh world around us. A child we love may learn a new skill, teach us some simple truths about our world.
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