Daily Archives: April 13, 2012

Gratitude Friday

This post is a mashup of The Little Bliss List and Joy Jam, and as such is meant to celebrate: the little things that brought me hope and happiness this week, the sweet stuff of life, those small gifts that brought me joy this week. By sharing them, I not only make public my gratitude, but maybe also help you notice your own good stuff and send some positive energy out into the world.

1. Lilacs. They are blooming, and I cut some yesterday to bring in to the house. They are my favorite flowers, but they come and go so quickly.

2. Dexter and Sam. I spent a lot of extra time with them this week, we took lots of walks, cuddled, and hung out in the back yard. They make me so happy.

3. Eric. He was gone a lot this week, and missing him so much made me appreciate him that much more. I sincerely do not know what I would do without him.

4. Blogging from the Heart. Today is the last day of class. I will attempt a longer post, a review, a thank you at some later date, but for now I will simply say this class was amazing, and I am so grateful, for it and for Susannah Conway and all that she does. Luckily, her Unravelling class starts on Monday, so we’ll only be apart over the weekend.

5. Fearless Creativity, a writing and meditation retreat at Shambhala Mountain Center led by Susan Piver. I am headed there today, am so excited about it. I won’t be back until Monday. I have some posts set to release so that I don’t miss anything, but I will be otherwise absent. I will return with lots to share, I’m sure.

J is for Joy


  1. A feeling of great pleasure and happiness.
  2. A thing that causes joy.

Bliss, cheer, comfort, delight, glee, satisfaction, wonder. For me, joy is one part happiness, one part relaxation, one part energy, one part love, and three parts dog.

Obi taught me how to smile, to make friends and love everyone, and that there is power and strength in joy.

Dexter is teaching me how to relax, let go, roll around in the grass, play, open myself to joy, and expect every moment to contain it.

Sam is teaching me the full measure of joy, the exuberant celebration, enthusiastic welcoming, energetic embrace, the embodiment and experience of joy.

All three of my boys, including their “Dad” have taught me the joy of love, family, acceptance, and belonging.

What does joy mean to you, dear reader? Where do you find it? Who is teaching you about it? Or are you teaching someone else?