Recently, I was inspired by a reading from Plough‘s Daily Dig. An excerpt is below and it’s by Kahlil Gibran, a favorite author of mine who wrote The Prophet. In it Kahlil Gibran ponders joy.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.…When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. Source: The Prophet
What gives you pain gives you joy. I felt like I just caught joy holding hands with pain and it sunk in the pit of my stomach. Imagine you love running really fast, tripping and falling. The running culminated into an eventual trip and fall. However, you don’t stop running because it brings you joy…and sorrow.
Lemons to Lemonade.
Failing. Falling. Rising. People say failure is not an option but in fact, it is. Failure holds hands with success. We fall, we rise. The sun sets and rises.
We live, we die.
We laugh, we cry.
We hurt, we heal.
Life is ugly. Life is beautiful. So what is it? What is your joy? Choose wisely.
Ps. A poem / Almonds and Joy Just Because
Here are some almonds and joy, just because.
They said it is a stork bite.
Where her birthmark is behind her neck.
Tears rolling down like mounds of almonds.
Rolling them up and down a hill like Sisyphus with his rock.
What do I do with this sorrow, this pain, this grief, this hurt, all of this?
Bundle it up in a pretty blue and white wrapper.
Swaddle it up.
A bundle of joy. Almond Joy.
She is as tiny as one.