My enthusiasm, “a thing that arouses feelings of intense and eager enjoyment”, for the colors blue and white mixes with my love of coffee for a delectable image of happiness.
What thing “arouses feelings of intense and eager enjoyment” for you? And what makes you happy?
These are simple questions overlooked by us because we are so busy surviving, living day to day as if there is no enjoyment, only obligations.
How much more wonderful if we can appreciate the small things in our lives that bring us joy, by capturing simple moments?
Remember to take time out of your busy life to connect to the things you are passionate about and intensely enjoy. For it is in these moments, we connect to our truest selves.
©Erika K Rothwell
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For me feelings of intense enjoyment can at times be elusive and bittersweet. Usually anything to do with aviation gets me excited, having been a pilot in years gone by. Since I am currently not an active pilot, there are twinges of nostalgia mixed with desire to fly again, whenever I hear, see, or board an aircraft.
But you are so correct. We tend to overlook or take things for granted, which in our hurried lives seem insignificant. We miss valuable opportunities when we fail to take the time to appreciate the small things.
Simplifying our lives may not only allow us to have a better understanding of what is of true worth, but also promotes In us an overall healthier perspective on the people and things that cross our paths.
First, thank you for your comment. I so appreciate your response and reflection. My post only scratches the surface of possibilities within this topic. Having had a dad who also loved flying and missed it dearly once forced to give up his pilot’s license for hearing loss, I can identify with the bittersweetness you must feel. Thank you for your words of positive encouragement following that thought as it reminds me that a healthy perspective is also so very important as we travel along life’s path.
Have a wonderful day. ☀️Erika
Recently I picked up a paint brush after a great long while. The reason I did was not a joyful one oddly enough. I found myself in one of those struggling moments facing a choice. I really chose for my heart this time. I usually tuck myself aside in moments such as this one, so it was a big deal for me. I decided I would make it count for something and pulled out my watercolors. I haven’t put them down since. I’m simply playing with color for my own self. I don’t expect or need it to be anything. As a consequence it has become quite a meditative time. I’m very grateful. And I am discovering joy where I wasn’t even thinking to look. Thank you for the wonderful reminders 🦋🌷
Erika, unless you post a hefty blue-and-white mug of coffee, I’m going to doubt your sincerity. ;-] I appreciate this pep talk.
Hahaha :). Yes, my next pep talk will include a hefty cup of coffee.