Little Joys Ch.47

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

February 16th, 2020

Books are doorways into secret worlds, secret lives created by the minds of people around the world.

Many books follow the same set of rules, they have a beginning, a middle, and an end.

But some books simply are.

They give us a glimpse into a small piece of someones madness, someones day, someones moment. They help us connect with that part of us is that is confused, lost, trying to piece together the jigsaw puzzle that is our life and make some sense of it all and understand that we are not alone in our loneliness.

Everyone has a scared child running through mazes in our minds and being confronted with the fact makes you realize that we are all trapped in the same maze together, all we need to do is reach out, spill our truths, and we can connect on a deeper level.

I just finished up the slow regard of silent things by Patrick Rothfuss. Its my second read through, and it is just as beautiful and broken and poetic as the first time I explored its pages. For anyone who has not read Patrick’s work, I highly recommend it. His king killer chronicles are wonderful books, imperfect as all stories are, and perfect in their imperfection. The slow regard of silent things is a small 60 page companion book which shares a few days of one of the characters in his series, and it is truly a wonderful book.

It might not be for you, but if it is, it will sink into your skin and rest against your heart for weeks and months.

Remember to stay healthy, let your geek freak fly, and never forget that you are not alone in your brokenness.

Little Joys Ch.41

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

February 10th, 2020

Sometimes we need to make the choice between something that feels safe, and something that we feel we need to do to be happy. Quitting that job that gives you financial stability, ending that relationship, turning away from a bad group of friends.

Happiness is not, and never will be, or should be, a permanent state. We are all in a constant flux, shifting from one emotion to the next. It is the reality of life, as we react and perceive the world and others around us we feel differently. It is what makes us human, and it is the choices we make in each moment that allow us to feel the full spectrum of emotions and experience life as it happens.

That being said, there are certain things we do, certain people we spend time with, who tend to put us into a more negative state, and it is up to us to make the choice to move away from those things, even if they made us feel a certain sense of stability, so that we can aim towards a path that can help us, if not be happy all the time, at least lean us more towards that state of being, so that we can hit those high notes, find those little joys more often, instead of missing out on them because that person or place is creating too much noise and drowning out the good moments.

Remember to always be honest about your situation in life, and make the choice that you genuinely feel is healthiest for you, even if its much more difficult in the moment. Safety and comfort are generally not the best path, even though our brains trick us into thinking so.

Open mind, strong heart, keep moving forward folks.

 

Little Joys Ch. 36

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

February 5th, 2020

For the last few days, I have been quite a sickly fellow. I may have become so acquainted with my toilet bowl that it’s about time to give it a special name, but perhaps I will leave that for another day.

Being sick can be a time of reflection, to really recognize all the things you take for granted. Simply being able to walk around and enjoy the sun on your face, eat food without issue, just having energy in general.

Now that I am feeling a tad better today, I just want to give a high five to life. I know it’s taboo to say it in today’s culture, but there can always, always be something far worse that can happen to you. There is always a silver lining, and there is always someone out there suffering worse than you are.

Appreciating your life and what you have the capacity to do, whether it’s as simple as taking a walk, or reading a book, or talking with a friend.

The little things are all that matter in this life.

Find joy in them while you can.

Little Joys Ch.26

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 26th, 2020

 

As I was relaxing along the beach last night, enjoying the rolling waves soothing presence, I noticed two young people behind me talking.

Now talking is an interesting word in this context, because from what I could see and hear, neither of them could speak each others language, and their English was barely existent. What followed was nearly a half hour of each of them talking into their phones, translating, and sharing their answers with each other.

It looked utterly exhausting, and it was absolutely adorable.

Seeing people try to break through barriers like language and attempt to connect is a beautiful thing. It is extremely difficult, and can often fail, but I have heard stories of people who met and could not communicate at all eventually marrying and having children!

It’s a delight to see that people are willing to put themselves out there and look foolish just to try to get to know another human being.

Little Joys Ch.25

This post is part of an ongoing challenge to share a little joy I have found each day of this year, and perhaps for the rest of my life. I hope you enjoy it!

January 25th, 2020

As each day passes in this challenge it becomes so obvious how much the negative remains in my mind as compared to the more positive things.

I think back on the day and what I consider to be a happy moment and come up blank. I know that there were dozens of moments of laughter and fun and yet my brain, the asshole that it is, refuses to let me access those memories, instead more intent on reminding me how the motorbike drivers here are psychotic.

But I think that is what makes this practice of writing down the small, simple pleasures that I have experienced in a day so important. Because it forces me to really sit down with myself and find those good moments, to sift through all the crap that clamors for attention, to realize how unimportant all the negative stuff was and to highlight those small, special moments of happiness.

People speak of being happy these days as though it is a constant state of being. But it isn’t. Happiness is a skill, a choice you make, a way of perceiving the world you are experiencing day to day.

The children downstairs of my hotel are constantly making tons of noise with their video games and screaming. I could choose to get super annoyed and view this in a negative manner, but I can also choose to view it as a happy occasion, to be in a place where these little farts are able to have fun and enjoy themselves everyday, unlike in many other places.

A joyful moment is one in which not just you are the most important character in your story, but those around you who are enjoying life and giving you a glimpse of all the pleasure you can take in every moment.

Little Joys Ch.3

As part of an ongoing challenge to myself, I will be sharing a little joy I have found each day of this year and perhaps for the rest of my life. Hope you enjoy!

 

This may come off as a bit morose, but there is something inspiring about getting into a negative situation and realizing that things could have been much worse.

As of this morning I have switched apartment/hotels 3 times in a single 24 hour period. Misinformation, lies and bad choices have followed me around my living arrangements throughout Asia, and I have lost quite a bit of money because of it.

But, when looked at closely, it could have been so much worse.

Acknowledging that is quite a joy to me, it brightens up an otherwise cloudy moment.

I have full use of my limbs, I have all my personal items, not sick for once either. Things are going well, and I think that should be celebrated, even if only for an instant.