Some days I wonder if my life will ever be joyful again, and if so, when. Other days I'm surprised by moments of joy in the middle of an otherwise difficult day. And sometimes I just feel good for no apparent reason, and take joy in everything from driving on a sunny day to a cup of tea or coffee that really hits the spot.
Tuning in and stopping the barrage of negative thoughts, slowing the pace of life a bit, can allow joy to surface quietly. Cuddling with the cat, or walking slowly with Mom (as opposed to on my own, where I [and my mind] am moving fast), I notice the smallest, everyday miracles that I pass by when I'm moving faster.
Joy used to feel loud and explosive; now it's more of a blossoming. I sometimes miss the loud days though!
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