It’s not always easy to get excited about life, particularly when our wishes come second. Perhaps that’s how generations before us lived facing war and disease. Or maybe they got stronger in their quest to see another day.
Getting excited about life means taking space in this world with intention. Intending to leave our mark, not through having the world knowing our name, but by leaving a legacy of a life that’s vibrant and youthful, even when we’re tired and confused.
Building up joy starts with a giggle. A cliche, I know, but it seems like we can’t sit in anger or sadness or depression when laughing. Who would have thought that to build joy we can start with our body producing the manifestation of it. We’re still a mystery to many and we’re most definitely a mystery to ourselves.