There are times when the simple appears.
As blessing.
As clarity.
A pond, speckled with lily pads and scurrying frogs.
A reminder, from teachers near and far.
A shared home, nestled in woods.
A chair, invitation to commune with deeper self.
A path, that brings joy to steps ahead and behind.
There are times when the simple appears.
And beauty guides.
And joy is enough.
“Joy is enough.”
Beautiful images. In themselves, evoking peace.
Joy is enough.
I heard this definition of Joy just the other day from Ross Gay … “ the ways that we practice entanglement, the feeling that we have when we actively practice being entangled with one another.”
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Thx Saoirse, Nicole. I love how this principle and practice lives in each of you. Such living does in fact entangle us, in the best of ways. A bow.