A week or so ago, a friend asked what to do in the face of adverse circumstances, how she might feel happy? I answered that I always look for blue first, and failing that, green.
A teacher I know suggests that our personal power lies in connection with our own bodies. As in, choose a part, right now, and feel it. Or let the part choose you. Where is the pleasure in your body in this moment? I sometimes notice that I haven’t allowed a sensation for years, for no good reason. So it is indulgent and wonderful.
Having children nearby affords an excellent opportunity for pleasure. Overhearing them in conversation with one another is illuminating and frequently a hilarious reminder of our own better nature. Better yet, accepting an invitation into their world of play can be a truly astounding experience.
Playing in the water brings me present. If there is space for it, floating on my back, allowing my neck to release completely, the underwater lick lick lick and the blue sky, there she is again.
I learned this morning that a woman I know is dying. It was shocking to find out she is sick again, and preparing to pass on. I have felt shaken since hearing the news. This woman has not known me well – we have not shared the intimate details of our lives. But I have been attracted to the light within her for the three years since we met. She recognized and acknowledged joy in me, and modeled a life of presence for me to follow.
My joy is silent. My joy is raucous. It is earthy, sensual, serene, reverent and boisterous all at once. My pleasure is a celebration of my joy.
Wishing you midsummer bliss and a lifetime of fully expressed Joy!
With love and gratitude for Kate D.
vibrant one (vï'brənt wun) noun 1. an individual or collective engaged in deliberate creation of a healthy, beautiful life.