There are big things: movement, food, air, light, water, community, solitude, sensuality, rest, the list goes on. But would everything feel less overwhelming, when you're covered in kids or critters or constantly responding to requests for attention, if you noticed, from time to time, how the act of living in a body is a joyous thing?
What if we just start referring to our bodies as "my joy factory"?
🥰My joy factory is loving this delicious Costco taco plate.
🥰My joy factory is enjoying this first sip of tea.
🥰My joy factory is celebrating embodiment with a 30-second dance party.
🥰My joy factory is delighting in the sensation of floating in a pool.
🥰My joy factory loves how this dress I'm wearing feels on my skin.
Joy isn't always a peak experience. It's a transient state that we can access in the space of a breath.
I'm going to try thinking of my body as a joy factory this week. Will you join me? Let's go find more joy, so that we can keep moving toward justice.