Joy

Real joy is transcendent and transforming. It isn't dependent on your circumstances. It is a strength of will and a triumph of perspective and reflection. It begins with the joy of being and breathing, and awakens its eyes to the preciousness of every moment, the supreme encompassing beauty with which God infuses every day.

My grandchildren have magnificent laughs. I love to hear them in maniacal cackle or belly-jiggling giggle or delighted chuckle. It is the sweetest music on earth. Make the effort to hear your child's laughter, and savor it like a handful of Starburst Fruit Chews with four pink ones. Get on the floor with them and discover the source of their half-mad abandoned delight at the absurdity of upside toys or their belly button. Look into their delighted little eyes and show them how perfect they are, how safe they are in your love.

Joy is a moment. Joy is a choice. Joy is an awareness of the richness of things, awaiting you. Live your truth and find your joy. Joy is the engine of destiny.