When I am writing it brings me joy. The act of creating the pieces that fit
together and communicate what I have in my mind is joyful.
When someone tells me they liked my books, I feel joy and
know they experienced joy also.
I have gotten better at finding joy in the smaller parts of
life.
When I was younger I was looking for the big events in life
to experience joy. This left the rest of
my life, which is the majority, apparently without joy.
I can see how people could be depressed in life if the
majority of their life appeared to be without joy.
In fact the majority of life is joy. If it was not so there would be no reason to
live.
Now days many people have their “Bucket List”.
They seem to be in the mode of looking for joy in the Big
events.
The other evening my wife and I went out for dinner.
Everything about the evening filled me with Happiness. The waitress the atmosphere and the
food. Each bite, each smell, every part
of the evening.
Yes it may be great to check something off your bucket list
but I am confident I would enjoy it more if I was finding Happiness in each
moment.
