JOY

Greetings...and some thoughts on one of my favorite subjects.

Joy is not the way out; the escape.
It’s the way in; the engagement.
Joy doesn’t cajole us into the shallow.
It calls to us from the deep.
Joy doesn’t try to distract us from the din.
It begs us to follow it into the fray.
Joy is not just over there--that summit’s crystalline shimmer.
It’s also right here, in this misty hidden valley.
Joy is not just omega, the end result.
It’s also the alpha, the beginning premise.
Joy is not just the coming home.
It’s the setting out, the journey about.
Joy doesn’t need the entire cast center stage in glaring lights.
It only needs a solo spirit in the dark.
Joy doesn’t require conditions or criteria.
It only requests a modicum of contentment.
Joy doesn’t require a sage’s wisdom.
It only requests a child’s wonder.
Joy doesn’t long for accolades or applause.
It just thanks you for the honor of your presence.
Joy doesn’t leave when the party is over.
It lingers, “Come. Sit. Tell me of your losses and your loves.”