When I am joyful, I listen better. I can slow down and enjoy things more. And I discover that what needs to get done does get done. And it gets done at a deeper level.
I look my child in the eyes and I really see her. I hear what she's working on and processing. I see how she's becoming and what and who she's becoming.
I slow down and my work flows, rather than having to force it. When my heart is joyful, I sleep better. When I'm more rested, it's easier to be joyful.
Joy is not a feeling, although I do feel happy. It's more like a state of being—like moving from solid to liquid to air. How do I get there? I don't quite know. I'll need to be more observant.
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