Making me smile and feel in love with everything as it is. Even better if I can scream out the words without embarrassment because I’m just one voice among the throng of music lovers. Those moments when my sons and my husband and I are playing cards after dinner and the conversation is light… waiting at the airport with my family - heading out on an adventure or heading home to home comforts. I felt this irreducible joy at just being. There must be something ancestral about getting in water.About JOY, I know now that I am one of those person that don't go too high on the scale of joy, nor too low on the scale of despair. We are running from something, under false identities but strangely it feels we are in a safe place. Some times we are in a train, sometimes in the mountain under the snow. It's the most joyfull thing there is.Besides a good lasagna of course. 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We are all specialists in questions, but mere pilgrims when it comes to answers. I have just turned 60 and over the past few years I have definitely become was of those people. It was a good day out but as a city girl with urban tastes I swore I would never become one of those hikers who carries a pack and stays in huts on mountains with a bunch of snoring strangers. As an early experiment, I've started a list of the things that brought me unadulterated joy as a kid. Your job is to exist; we are such imperfect creatures, but we learn through all the hardships and triumphs we experience. Especially when it feels impossibly hard. I’m often in awe of my children’s seemingly limitless ability to feel joy freely, effortlessly and completely, they seem so close to the source. So, when I remove that veil for the days, or parts of days I can, I find that joy finds me. That, and perhaps getting enough sleep. Meaningful things are things that are important to us, cultivating connections mean that we grow to love people. Joy, every day, that I have become a writer, a freelancer, I work for myself on all kinds of projects, including my own. I take great joy in my new partner, and actually used that word last night in a sentence talking to him about how grateful I am for him. I find my joy in my animals, who I rescue. Isn’t that what life’s all about? The sounds of birds and other wildlife has become a beautiful soundtrack when I’m outside pottering about. Over time I have discovered that I love gardening! And I managed to consciously reflect on it - is this the feeling that I have been informed of is able to be attained? This morning I found joy reading the Red Hand Files together with my wife at breakfast as we strategized about what to do with a foster kitten’s diarrhea. But i can train myself, and cultivate my own capacity to feel Joy.I can, for example, imagine you reading this letter and smiling. I very much need others to feel Joy. Like muscles.When i read your writting, and you read these words, we are now one, in my ears, the words in our brains produce some kind of chemical-electric-time-space-traveling magic. Also when I receive a phone call from my daughter, that fills me with joy. The absolute one thing that will fill my heart with joy is the birds dawn chorus. The waves lapping on a beautiful beach. Birds singing is a joy to behold. Jane Austen wrote about love and yet she didn't get the love that she wrote about. But even just yesterday, in all my self-pity, I felt joy so many times. Perhaps it isn't quite right to find joy through over people, however that is how found joy and light has found it's way back in my life. Last April I had a drug overdose and my beautiful girls where the ones who had to literally bring me back to life.I am now drug free and we are all getting help. This is the exact amount of semen you should produce each time you finish Some internet dating followed, a nightmarish landscape filled with the lonely and downcast, emotionally damaged people making a desperate bid for one more connection before old age and infirmity limit their options. Move ahead to four years later and I feel confident that the work is done; my heart is open and I’m ready to commit emotionally to a partner. But two steps forward, one step back etc. And the more we 'know'/ experience etc the more we realise we know nothing. O, I've just remembered that joy is a fruit of the Spirit so, yes, as we attempt to draw closer to God, align with His will etc, it does grow. I also think that just paying attention, practicing gratitude ( v difficult often), looking outwards etc also develops joy. It wasn’t even safe to feel joy, and my capacity for it was dimmed, like someone had turned down the wattage in my life. I would wake up in the middle of the night and for the first time know what feeling true dread meant. For an instant I seemed to perceive her entire lifetime's worth of inherently linked joy and suffering, and we all laughed and cried too. But if there's anything I've learned from living through all this mess, the same is absolutely true of joy. And we hold each other up like nothing else I've ever experienced or hope to elsewhere. And I find joy absolutely fucking everywhere. I'll never forget it, even if looking back, it now feels slightly off-kilter, as if in a dream. I made some stupid joke, and she came to life. I find joy in thinking that I can be happy even if my body hurts me. I find joy thinking that a man loves me enough to sit calmlu through my panic. I felt it this morning in the shower, when the smell of the French soap I bought last summer told me that my bad day is a little less bad if it smells so good. For, as I feel sure you have realised, there can come change, unbidden and startlingly severe. Then, perhaps, a deep joy will fill me with laughter and tears. When things are right even though everything is all wrong, a deep profound joy can settle into you. Happiness is circumstantial - right place, right people, right things happening. The look of love my cat gives me when I arrive home and feed him. And that once we are attuned for the unexpected, we will find joy over and over again. When you can't share joy, something is missing. When I play piano (including your own) I find joy, when I paint, I find joy, learning to play Bass I find joy, rocking out on drums (if only briefly) I find joy.For most of my adult life (the best part of 30 years), I’ve had a bit of a rough trot.After being a mom, wanting to spend as much time as possible with my kids, meaning having them not spend 8 to 10 hours on a school, plus work and day to day stuff (shopping for groceries etc), I miss the "adult" challenging difficult themed conversations.So for me, joy is an gift I unexpectedly receive.These days I have little joy in my life, for obvious reasons - being an Israeli and a Jewish person (though I'm not religious at all and cannot comprehend why in the 21st century people are still being prosecuted for being Jewish).A source of joy I'd like to remember more is taking the time to tell other people something I appreciate, admire, or love about them.I take people sailing through the waters and around the islands of the beautiful north.When the confirmation screen told me I was submitting questions to quickly, I assumed there was an error. Subscribe to The Red Hand Files To feel and receive the undying unconditional love received from one of God’s creatures is a very special wonderful thing indeed. I lost my children in the process.I have time to read great literature and paint, and those are joyful occasions. I find joy by painting portraits of my beautiful estranged daughter. I find joy, truth, kinship, love, desolation, peace and wonder in sound, and those who painstakingly arrange it in service of us all. I find joy somewhere between the plucking of a string, the stomp of a nimble foot on a well-oiled bass drum pedal, and the plaintive cry of a soul who knows only heartbreak on the day the tape is rolling. I desire to love my future husband even more than i do now. I like to hang onto these “long-term” desires while i weed out the ones that are more transactional in nature. Being open to the possibility of the moment and fearless in the acceptance of what may be positions us best to have our breath "taken away". Knowing I have lived as I have loved.I get it from being alive, and sensible, from others, and i trane my self to remember my own responsability to joy.Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind— But how could I forget thee?Despite this new records' (by my own interpretation admittedly) reminder to find love for our world and our fellow people, it tends to remind me of how incredibly frail joy can be.Our joy doesn't command attention the way rage and despair do.I find joy in the white clouds passing overhead against the blue sky. To find joy we must pursue meaning and connection and live open to the present moment to be able to notice and savour the joys that those bring us. There of course are other ways I experience joy, but the live music experience is the most meaningful for me. I find joy through the live music experience. Your music and existence brings me so much joy! I find joy in the wonder of a new sound, word, and music that my four-year-old son brings me. And often Nick, that music is yours. It is the music that speaks to my soul. A mild breeze makes the grass rustle and the birds and the bees also signal their joy. I can feel the sun's warmth on my face and perceive a red glow through my closed eyelids whilst the floaters float across my eyeballs. Isn’t it joyful to have such a privilege? I always emerge from my studio happy. In my professional career achievements manifested as relief rather than joy. That flavour of joy was unexpected but fulfilling.Joy in achievement. I provided care to my partner through her treatment for a life-threatening disease. I find joy in the new, surprising experiences that delight with their newness but also, and mostly, I find it in the ordinary and mundane - things that have had their joyousness fogged by familiarity. I think the first step in that process is to convince ourselves that we deserve to feel joy. A reminder that simply being alive can be a joy in and of itself.These are my joys. ’ And I don’t take a simple ‘Yes! Joy comes unexpectedly from watching the world through my kitchen window while having coffee in the morning. The social aspect of eating and savoring the food, and watching others enjoying food does it for me. A small gathering of about 6-8 people is ideal. I find joy on top of a mountain or hill and seeing the beauty around me By braving discomfort in the name of new experience. I find my joy by challenging myself. It is a struggle to get there but it offers a type of serenity that we might not experience otherwise. It tapped humanities essential need to coalesce around a common thread, shedding our insatiable addiction to tribalism, if even for a moment. From that came rock and roll, the broadest of all genres in modern music. Jazz, blues, country music and the like once swirled together in a genre-less environment of metaphysical catharsis. I have had the struggle and the joy of relying on small venues all over the world to allow me space to share my art and attempt to connect to a few unsuspecting guests in attendance. I find joy in people’s wonderful quirks. I find my joy in the anticipation of good things that I know or hope are coming in close connection with my loved ones. I don't think there is such a thing as the best answer to the question "where or how do you find your joy?"because that is very personal of course. Music and poetry strike a particular joyful chord in my sense of being, and so I dance with them, loved ones and strangers who become loved ones. I love putting aside a few hours, when time permits, to read a good book. Also because I notice that my lightness, my little optimistic fire, has a joyful effect on others.So, to answer your question, where or how do I find joy? I cherish and nurture that feeling. Emy helps me looking for my glasses, she pinpoints me at words I can use in this letter and she has bright ideas she brings in my mind. And I believe that they are happy too, our late loved ones and that it makes them blithe when we think about them. But the first time, the feeling of joy went back, it felt incredibly warm and luminous and I knew my way out. So joy for me is waking up every morning, thinking about the loved ones that I lost, but at the same time realizing I’m still here and can make a difference. It’s seeing my children bloom, and go out into the wide world and experience it independently.It’s listening to a beautiful, or sad, or happy, or angry (but music that comes from deep and honest passion) with a glass of fine malt whiskey. The day-to-day joys, so to speak.I’ve lived the life of parties, I’ve lived the life of drugs, I’ve lived the life of sexual promiscuity. Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind— But how could I forget thee? Surprised by Joy By William Wordsworth Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind I turned to share the transport—Oh! This means enlarging the sphere of non-commodified human relationships and enriching the social fabric of our lives. But maybe that’s the thing with joy, which is why William Wordsworth's poem is so powerful – joy is always surprising and fleeting (impatient as the Wind). To answer your question about what does bring me joy the answer is that sometimes I go into a fabric store and pet the different textiles there. We all have our own ways of dealing with the difficulties life throws up but part of my coping mechanism through this has been to right songs, partly because this is cathartic but also because singing brings me joy. Sometimes, when people try to encourage others by telling them they can do anything they set their mind to, I feel that is potentially damaging, as it is patently not true; at least, in most cases.Find something you love. For instance, I appreciate music, I discovered your music in my late 50s. That said, I’ve also experienced trauma, death, illness, overwhelming disappointment and plenty of tragedy. In fact, joy is always fleeting for me. It generated in me a new life that quite literally led to the west Texas deserts of El Paso. However, I find that there are rare times when this scientific exploration can be so extreme that I catch a short glimpse beyond these limitations and can perceive our existence from the ground up. They push me closer to God, and I’ve learned that true joy comes from Him. This realization has led me to embrace difficult times as a blessing. Over the past two years, I've come to realize that challenging times often draw us closer to God. Writing this is nerve wracking.But it is also a joy.But really, I could sense this joy every second of the show on the faces of the other members of the audience, the ones very close to you especially, although I could not see their faces.I have found that being present and allowing myself to be satisfied with what is--is where the magic lives and allows joy to thrive with wonder, wellness, and wisdom!Most of mine for me is in nature hiking.I've realized that I find joy when I find genuine connection with others.Love.Because the world is around and it turns me on.Picasso, Dylan, Kokoschka, Nina Simone, Warhol, Miles Davis, De Chirico , Neil Young, Jimi Hendrix, Rembrandt, you…Constantly.What gives me joy is being aware of all the blessings I’ve been fortunate enough to receive.I am lucky enough to live near Coogee Beach. Family & Kids They always pick the stormy time of early Spring to bloom, and deliberately sacrifice themselves to gales after little more than a week of beauty. I miss my husband every day, but how lucky am I. They fascinate me, and I can’t wait to see what kind of people they want to be. I have great freedom, I’m extremely good at it and I love working from home. These new attitudes of the Chinese literati – which can be inferred both from literary and philosophical works – uncover new attitudes in the mental structure of the intellectual strata of the time. The dry chronicle of major events in the life of the state of Lu 魯 and its neighbors and allies between 722 and 481 (or 479) BCE is surely not engaging reading. As Van Auken acknowledges, the first time she looked at the text she "thought it was boring" (p. xiii), and this is the impression shared by the overwhelming majority of modern readers. Moreover, Schlesinger's study prompts us to think about why there were differences (and sometimes similarities) in the way the Qing state administered the different frontiers of the empire and legitimized its policies in each case. Third, and last, he deals with two strategies of reconceptualization of writing at the time when court society and imperial institutions were losing their central position as sources of authority for late Qing literati. Joy is all of this and it comes down to unconditional love. And I continue to go on, knowing that I will be finding joy all along my way. And it’s everything that matters. Why every story counts when it comes to living with advanced breast cancer It's easier said than done, but I think it's important to reconnect with all the many people we've been throughout our lives up until now. They act as an important reminder that this magic still exists now in my day-to-day life, I just need to really focus on it. I find joy in rollerblading at speed while pushing my disabled daughter's wheelchair, sometimes from Hove to Brighton Marina. At this point I’m trudging forward and going through the motions in an attempt to feel joy again.Forcing myself to further learn from what I am experiencing, and hopefully I will be pleasantly shocked into joy.But that's just me.The issue you may have, given that you seem to have all the trappings of an outwardly "successful" life, is that you are "seeking" joy.Joy is too elusive to be found.I look at the waves, and sometimes, if there's magic dust in the air, the dolphins, but yesterday - oh boy oh boy - I saw my first WHALE!!A beautiful afternoon in my back garden, a cup of coffee the perfect temperature on a cold morning, a gentle evening with my husband, not talking about much and just enjoying the evening, I find it in being present in my life and noticing the gifts.This is not the kind of joy I would have wanted at 25 or 35.That too, will I suspect be quite an emotional experience, one that will illicit joy amongst other feelings for you.Music in particular has been central to my life for as long as I can recall.And then ill remember the Holy Heathen God (my own Wild God's nick name) that holds us and all of our silly but beautiful humaness and smirk the smirk only a fool could.In Love and the furthest depths that we find our Joy,I hope this helps you find pleasure in the simple joys - because they are just that, simple.Although I feel I still have a long journey ahead of me I have found that there are some key things that bring me huge amounts of joy that I now try and do regularly.Walking in nature. I am a rather rational, analytic person by nature (or nurture) and I have often thought that strong sentiments and emotions are more difficult to summon, hidden as they seem to be, under layers of processing. It is when I feel connected to other people and can reach out. Whenever I manage to connect to the world around me and the people around me, when I feel rooted. In order to experience joy, I need to find a variety of partners in crime, like-minded souls, beautiful losers, adventurous and curious creatures.Your question on ISSUE #299 is something I have been wondering about for a long time.I'm sorry but I still don't have a clear answer, except to drown in art, which I am doing these days by reading a novel called “The Art of Joy” by Goliarda Sapienza.It was a collective endeavour and provided a certain joy – the joy in the revelations of someone else’s insights and clear articulation of the nature of the currents we swim in, taken to extremes in past times – i.e. a regression into organised loneliness.Joy - which I think you’re asking me what I think it is to essentially be happy.Even the sorrowful side of life can provide, if not joy, then gratitude.So joy felt like something lost to childhood, inaccessible to those of us who (in my own “humble” estimation, of course) thought more deeply about life than others, who saw life’s ironies, tragedies, and inequities with a clear eye.I have hope that my faith will be affirmed and I will have eternal life. A joy that grips my heart so tightly it brings tears. To learn, and to live, and to exist and see all the beautiful things and people around me. See you in Glasgow in November.Finally joy has to be with people, a good conversation with a friend who is open to you, and you to them, perhaps in a dark pub or a walk on a bright morning. I did feel joy again, but for a long time I was afraid to let it pass through me. I feel like I have to plan the joy when, in reflection, the most joy I have is when it isn't planned; it's a spontaneous moment that I least expect. In this case, going to England for my 60th Birthday and watching Finals Day cricket in Birmingham on 14th September.The simple freedom of sitting there enjoying the day is the ultimate joy for me. When I was young I often felt joy at the unfettered moments, at a party, in a new place, with a new friend, flying somewhere – unbound by routine and not yet fully responsible for anything. Following retirement I chucked out my desk and converted our study into a dedicated music listening room, my very happy place. Whenever I struggle to let joy in, I remind myself that this is part of my life’s performance. Sometimes, there’s simply no room for joy because sadness takes up all the space. Though, there are times when, if someone were to tell me to ‘choose joy’ or ‘practice gratitude’ I sort of want to punch them in the face.I’m interested in the bestowing, or the idea that joy might also come from outside of ourselves. I find joy when I hear something in music that brings goosebumps and ecstacy and I an utterly convinced that only I can hear it. My friends, family and other loved ones bring me a type of joy that can't be replicated in any way. I can’t wait to keep reading but for a moment I want to hold on to and celebrate that feeling of joy for as long as possible. It’s the contrast between moments that shake me and the moments of stillness that allows joy to truly resonate.I sometimes think joy might become easier as we age, as if with time, my mind will finally settle and find peace. Followed by live music, live music with friends, a cold beer on a hot day, a cold beer on a hot day with friends! For joy, I just don’t take anything for granted.Only boredom, sadness and pain is felt in the moment itself.Please come to us to Tel Aviv, so we can cry together and be happy together.I find it where I see nature and the universe carrying on, knowing they will carry on without me as they always do.I think it’s partly because when I walk alone I feel most like myself, and when I feel most like myself my heart and mind can open.I find joy in seeing small insignificant things fall into place or more to the point find their place. Because I know, as you do, that the lottery of life really can end at any moment. The simple hellos of strangers, the unexpected natural beauty of my beloved Brisbane. My new work as a counsellor at Dementia Australia let's me hear true true love stories every day, not the Disney/ media prescribed rubbish, the real death till you part stuff. I want to give you an accurate and genuine response, but sadly, at the moment, I can't find my joy anywhere.In the past, I would have said that I could find joy in hoping to have children. Diet, exercise, hygiene, and lifestyle all play a part in a healthy penis. Learn practical tips and lifestyle changes to keep your reproductive health in top condition. Suggested recommendations on lifestyle changes to be observed in order to prevent/treat erectile dysfunction Efforts, in order to implement educative strategies for healthy lifestyle, have to be addressed. I often experience that joy is suddenly there, unexpectedly, in a place and at a time when I was not looking out for it. You say that the simple joys escape you sometimes. And just the same day you are actually asking us for an answer to your beautiful question. I wonder if the Dalai Lama has so much less heaviness, less fear, more lightness ...that he can feel more joy, more often. I find it in introspection when I lose the heaviness of society and truly feel the presence of the divine / universe / life. I self-medicated with marihuana and was fortunate enough to have access to wild psilocybin mushrooms which may have saved my life although I only used them a few times. Joy comes to me through the habit of meditation--43 years and counting--and is fueled by the bliss and contentment of knowing love and grace in this life. Last summer, only a couple of months after the unexpected death of my beloved partner, Leonard, one of the only things that brought me real joy was being in the rural countryside on my parents' farm in Virginia, the place where I grew up. But there were always joys along the way, small ones, and sometimes, great ones. I experience them with the right brain chemistry when my emotions are going all in and my soul is going all out and everything pretends to make sense for a while and I consciously stop questioning it. At the same time, joy is also looking for you. You've just got to make sure you can be present in those moments when they happen. Another joyful moment was doing washing up with hot water from a tap, after having no running water on my boat home for almost three years. I experience intense joy when, at the end of a busy day, I can grab my bike and ride along the river, free as a bird, not recognized or noticed by anyone, and sit down on a bench to listen to music with earbuds in. I find my joy in the fragmented moments of each day. Sometimes I recite the Lord’s Prayer.It is simple, it is natural, it is nature, it is community, it is ….joy. This always brings me joy, with a bit of awe and many times some tears too. My response to your question is in no way meant to be glib, just me expressing a simple joy in my life, and to hopefully make you laugh a little. But the joy I feel at standing under a sky painted with sunset, or seeing the great love between two people who grew that love from nothing, or remembering the utter happiness in my daughter's face when I came home from work - that's all me.And it's as you say, it is a choice.I see joy every day, even though I wear black nearly every day.She also delivered the wise guidance to slow down and pay attention.Joy is fleeting, transcendent, and more intense compared to the enduring, more stable emotion of happiness.This is perhaps why joy escapes you.Now that my defenses are put away most of the time, I'm open to it, I'm a receptacle for it.Finding joy is my debt to them, and to all the people who've put me here.And going on holydays in England and Scottland.I love my 2 coffees in the morning and a cherry scone. But, as you, I think it's a decision to be aware of joy at particular moments. I think it's because I often find myself in supreme concentration at joyful moments. So when I notice I need joy, I bring myself to the present moment somehow and let joy find me, or tell me where it is so I can go seek it. But as I sit here starting a new story, feeling the magic of the beginning, the possibility, I know, this is how I want to spend the fleeting time I have on this planet. It seems for me that joy goes back to the fundamental, absolute, heart-achingly beautiful reality of being alive. I don't think you can actively seek joy. It appears that maybe I was wrong, and you can look for joy, Nick. A good strong wind, the kind you can lean into and it holds you up, the kind that bends (but doesn't break) the branches full of summer leaves-- that wind blows joy all over the place. Storms, of course, are quite joyful if they don't get completely out of control. I am a teacher and joy is for my students such an old-fashioned concept - it is a word they rarely use.It was once so prevalent that there were little "Joys" in every classroom, but now not a one. Joy wouldn’t feel good if it wasn’t for pain I have a life size cut out of Nick Cave and every evening I sink into a tub of pineapple jelly with it. Given all of what has gone into my life, I really couldn’t be writing words different than these. Sometimes I tap into it.Each connection has been fleeting yet I also sense that I can always get another. It’s all so painfully joyful Nick, it’s completely overwhelming and heart and mind tearing and fucking beautiful. A feeling, just out of reach, the lightest of tints on a blank canvas, the most subtle of flavour barely susceptible in an otherwise busy life. Taking photos of my children brings me joy. I find my joy in small soft and gentle moments. The traumas and delights, synchronicities and crushing challenges -- understanding the perfection of it all brings me boundless joy. You just have to be it...you just have to find and live your inner clown. I firstly agree I do seek it but I find it's often found in the simple things like one of my children's laughter, singing a song, playing guitar, walking my dogs, kissing my partner or just being in her presence. There is joy everywhere, we just have to allow ourselves to be aware of it I take the time to be fascinated and amazed that we have creatures that fly in the sky. Maybe in pain sometimes life can begin to shine a bit more brilliantly. And sometimes as I result, I can find joy. Her middle name is Joy, but she seems to find it hard to find her place in the world at the minute.It's a difficult time to be a teenage girl I just hope she can learn to find those little Joy's in life that make it all worth while, and even a lot of fun sometimes! If you can find Joy in these little quirky anomalies of life when it seems the unbearable pressure of everyday existence is bearing/tearing down on you, then you know you will be ok.I worry about it now in that my 15 yr old seems to also be struggling to see the Joy in life. I find the most profound and satisfying joy in service to others - in doing my part to raise the road to meet another’s feet. I find joy in writing poems, a process of often surprising discovery and liberation. Life is beautiful, because it's full of suprises. As if she could love nothing up close, but had to stepaway from it, come back to drop a few seeds& let it grabon to her, as if it caught her on some hook that couldn'thurt. I talk to my dog about the beauty of the morning, things that I can see that she might not and just about anything else that comes into my mind. My activities take a particular focus as well where I am only present with myself, and I dive deep.Most of my life, I have forgone one for the other. Being with loved ones means supporting them, listening to them, making sacrifices, and being fully present. I find Joy in family and friends. I find wonder in everything every day. I've been through a lot in my 48 years of being a sack of meat on a rock hurtling though space eternal, including a near-death experience last year where I was hospitalized for a month. It can be everything from the glass of wine Friday afternoon after a weeks work, enjoying having a nice and thriving family (can´t be taken for granted), listening to music, picking apples from the trees, all the small stuff that makes it worth living. But otherwise we have a phrase in Denmark saying to see the greatness in the small things (or you could call it everyday life) and as I grow older that´s certainly a part of joy to me. It ´s developed from a hobby to a kind of mental thing bringing me the joy of nature. And it is silly, actually, but it has the power to keep me standing and alive for that day.The best source of joy for me is actually art. Textile techniques and their uses in different periods of time are studied to gain information about developments in techniques such as inventions, innovations, traditions, and the various modes of production. Textiles were significant objects of practical use, and at the same time had cultural, social and symbolic meaning, crucial for displaying the identity, gender, social rank and status, or wealth of their users. The study underscores the evolution of textile terminologies and their connections to cultural practices, cosmology, and technological advancements over time. Despite this, many questions about their basic ecology remain unanswered and this inadequate data hampers effective dwarf crocodile management. I find joy as much as it finds me - if that sounds pretentious, it's semi-intentional but also fully serious! In the moment.And, I understand that this may sound flippant, but it is, my dear friend, absolutely not. Happiness is most often circumstantial; joy is the deep well. Joy finds me when I surrender to the moment. Why do you think that joy is so much more visceral in amongst pain and loss? Masturbation Mistakes Killing Your Sex Life In 2026 (Art teachers should teach technique and skills, no one can lead another to "find joy"). My own fault, I was still seeking joy externally, and that simply doesn't work. Pure solitude, time of my own choosing (making art). (How do we find "meaning" is a much richer thing to ask, but that's so darn specific for each person.) Anyway, joy. It was such a wide open feeling that I thought was gone for me. Everything around felt alive and clear and for the first time in so very long, I too truly felt alive and so free. One of the most intensely joyful experiences I ever experienced was around three years ago. These kids are so beautiful and kind and patient with me, as I struggle with losing my looks and my ‘teacher's voice’.Yesterday we were learning about Baptism and Grace and becoming a child of God. But it is better than joy, because Stephen went ahead and had a son, Jacob, who became a successful artist and musician (he now performs as Jerkcurb). But being open to it is to be open to joy. This extends to the wider world of mostly well intentioned others trying to connect and feel part of something, to belong. If this is reciprocal it is a source of huge joy. It comes to me most often when I'm among nature. In his singing.If and when my extended family, spread between different countries, can get together, in simply looking at the smiling faces around a common table.In being immersed in live sound of Bach, Beethoven, Chopin. Completion is joy, in every sense of the word. I let my heart be broken a little every day. But life is about perseverance, about believing in the good. Joy is elusive and yet profoundly simple. The thing that’s coming up most strongly for me is that when we are vulnerable, we’re able to connect with people in beautiful and transformative ways, and there is great joy in that. But, as you well know, suffering and grief are capable of changing things in unexpected and beautiful ways.I share your question about joy and have been thinking about it a lot this year. They both bring me such joy and I think about them all the time and can’t wait to see if they’ll turn up for a visit when I get home. I would have suggested swimming in the ocean, especially when it is cold, as a way to bring joy into your life, but you have recently told us that you already do this. Our shared joy of shopping, a good gossip, American Soap Operas, the space age bed she bought back in the 80's that I loved showing friends when they stayed over. Intellectuals all over the world have been a breed of people different from the rest of the society. To answer this question, we hypothesize three occasions, as if each of them, within the framework of the epistemic order, based on Skinner's contextual approach, are indebted to the contexts and conditions of their political affairs. Some of these people always consider themselves responsible to their society but others, with an essentialist point of view, define intellectuals according to their critical approaches. From the dawn of the modern era till the age of 'posts', these people have tried to fulfill their instinctive abilities-intellectual practice, deal with their local and universal issues and challenges and if needed, engage with the politics. And sometimes I can even see it coming, I feel that this moment, this detail is coming. I too have been blessed with a wonderful life full of ups and downs, but mostly safe, full of adventure, full of experience, and full of amazing people. My Son gave his little brother a play with his yellow balloon this very morning, after drawing a shark on it for him which he loves… its his first day at school today and he was so upset. Usually it is elicited by one of my dogs doing something silly and dear, my adult children showing up unexpectedly, those wondrous bird murmurations, or a spontaneous Sunday afternoon call with a friend.Take the test and we’ll send you immediate results and then follow up with potentially life-changing information.Honestly, I don't look for joy that much, rather I'm focused on remaining true to myself.Just seeing him across a room or when I get home from work brings me immense joy.I find joy in those moments when I’m truly immersed in the fullness of someone’s suffering, when I’m walking side-by-side with them as they traverse the wounds and horrors of living a human life.I bet you feel the same way when you're up on stage and looking out at all those excited faces in the audience.I find joy in listening to the birds in the morning. Listening to your music throughout my life is where I find joy, if it's while grieving the loss of my dad or while driving my car, which I usually where I don't find joy, but the soundtrack of your music with me on a daily basis is where I find joy! We fear that by allowing ourselves to find joy in simple, ordinary things, we ourselves, our lives become ordinary. Sometimes we believe that in order to feel joy, we must encounter or achieve something extraordinary. Being 44 and having only recently moved in with my girlfriend and her 2 children, I wondered if, after being single for years and having music as my main passion that that may be dulled by my busier life and having more to occupy my time. I am a father of two lovely kids (7 and 8), but I am full of guilt that I do not know how simply to find joy spending time or playing with them. I wrote not long ago asking, more or less, how you find joy in life when you have all you need but you still feel the darkness creeping in, often feeling overwhelmed by it. Deeply personal and unexpected moments bring joy and are absent of disappointment. As you experience the joy of subtle moments you will find that they sustain you, are nurturing and often are hard to describe to others who cannot relate. Happiness is the antidote to stress and the more we calm down, the happier we are, the more we'll win something great and feel joy. It is the ability to not just "get through" our emotions, but celebrate them as impossible it sounds when we're feeling them. It is not a condition, but a moment in time where we are being given something. My own, personal and private joy that even after opening, keeps on giving. Anyway, I do get a lot of joy from knowing I have the opportunity of reading a new Red Hand Files. Silence, both of thoughts and life.Joy is more complex that the three letters suggest. So, staying alive is a fight, a battle. I have lived with suicidal ideation for 40 years, since I was ten. The fingerprints of my joy stem from living so close to the edge of leaving the world. Without this - without the endearing feeling of hopelessness - my life would not have been fulfilled. Every day now, starts with the anticipation of knowing something joyful is on the way - my spirit tingles more regularly as a tour looms closer, tickets go on sale and I'm one of the lucky ones who grabbed a pair and I really feel like I deserve them. Something like that I read yesterday....I like it very much.I love music. Why would any creature be iridescent blue other than to bring joy.Germinating, growing, picking and sharing a tomato with loved ones. While I might be afraid of certain situations, I love what people hide beneath the surface, and there are so many good things. Maybe I have gone to search for that joy (at a concert, for instance), only to realize I was too sad or not in the mood, and therefore felt guilty for not being able to enjoy something that, somehow, should have made me happy. For example, I might avoid going to a meeting with friends because someone might say something hurtful (and this has happened several times). In fact, simple joys tends to escape from everyone, I guess. I actively find joy through working to the point of almost breaking, and having to rely on the help of others, other than my independent self, to get to victory. Such is the stuff of life, right? You will sometimes forget which one you are. It will bring you closer to your own family. Your writing, your music, have resonated with us because like so many people we have experienced great hurt, loss, uncertainty. It is the joy of sharing moments of beauty, moments of grace, and moments of resilience, and of having them shared with me. For example when I drive and everything around is peaceful, and I feel quite peaceful too 'cause I'm not in a hurry and suddendly there is a ray of light or anaything else simple and beautiful... Lifestyle Habits and Weight Gain That May Affect Penis Size I am not doing anything significantly different in the garden, but the work has become something that brings me joy. Putting in some effort, being sensitive to what happens as one works, paying attention to what works and what doesn’t, brings its own joy. Of the three, being in the garden brings me the most joy. Plus I had a cold shower before driving my daughter to her nursery.To sum up - joy and content was present, experienced and appreciated this morning. And it disappears all the time, but just the knowledge that it has been there, just for a fleeting moment, like this morning is enough for me to sometimes be able to say, no big deal, and carry on knowing I will encounter it again. Or, put another way, its where joy finds me. Revelling.And then it is gone, and we question ourselves and look all around. I find joy in actually listening to a song, rather than just "hearing" it. Honest to god, the most joy (as you so sagely say as an opposition to un-joy) comes to me when my gorgeous rescue staffy greets me when I arrive home. More than that and happy to add to the genius shitshow of joy which will now be blissfully heading your way. So I’m listening to it and laughing and thinking that maybe it’s all just some glorious coincidence.ISo then I’m thinking about joy. I can truthfully say now that joy now is tangible and clear and can knock me for six.London born and bred I am now partly settled in olive groves beneath a very old town in southern Spain. Can they trade places, swap their joys like currency? Joy is like love or God, as John might say. They enrich my life and help me to become a better person. Although I have actually come to terms with it, this is one of the tragedies in my life.This makes me all the more passionate about trying to fulfil my roles as godfather and uncle to my thirteen-year-old niece and eight-year-old nephew. Sadness lasts longer than happiness, and time allows you to think. In all the mad bastards you collect through life. I find/take/collect joy in the tiny huge explosions of smiles. They have their own music they play to each ' I am here..where are you.' I know not if they gig together other then to mate. Take a look next time you see Ants!!! The bright sunshine on a winter's morning, the smell of fresh coffee, the smile of the homeless guy when someone says hello, the grip of a tiny hand on yours as a child (or grandchild) trusts you completely to guide them safely. There are small joys everywhere I just have to notice them. We are all different so no answers will fit everyone but there are two simple (simplistic?) rules that help me. The first is to focus on what I have, not on what I don't have. (A joy I am enjoying right now, in NZ, in fact)