Nadia, this is beautiful. There’s a softness, like you’re saying we don’t have to hold onto happiness so tightly. Just let it visit when it wants and keep making room for joy 🫶🏿
Felt that encounter. It’s wonderful when people are contagious with their presence and, perhaps, the joy they carry. The way you write about these moments really makes it be felt. Also, the tears following. I find it infinitely beautiful to let oneself be touched by life like that.
It makes me reflect on what really makes joy distinct from happiness. I feel like the way they feel can sometimes be interchanged? Is happiness more of this lighthearted and airy and „insouciant“ feeling, while joy is more earthy, and perhaps often linked with an underlying sense of richness and deep gratefulness? Happiness is more this carefree state, whereas joy cohabits more harmoniously with pain and grief?
Thank you for your words Isabel and for feeling mine. ❤️
Maybe you're right, maybe it's all just a splitting of hairs and just playing with words, who knows. I just know they feel different in my bones. And I love the way you described them!
You have outdone yourself! Your artistry keeps getting better and then there is the small matter of the warp and weave of life and you chase the patterns, the intricacies, the textures and you don’t forget smells
So beautifully said--happiness, when it comes, is truly such a beautiful thing to experience. I've recently been more present in my life to sit in these moments of happiness and enjoy it while I have it. Thank you for this reminder!
So happy this resonates with you right now ❤️ Thank you so much for being here!
Indeed ❤️
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❤️ Thank you for reading darling!
So beautiful, I know exactly what you mean. Happiness is so precious.
It is. Tender, momentary and precious. ❤️
Nadia, this is beautiful. There’s a softness, like you’re saying we don’t have to hold onto happiness so tightly. Just let it visit when it wants and keep making room for joy 🫶🏿
Thank you marvellous Mohika ❤️❤️❤️
I like the sound of that!
Felt that encounter. It’s wonderful when people are contagious with their presence and, perhaps, the joy they carry. The way you write about these moments really makes it be felt. Also, the tears following. I find it infinitely beautiful to let oneself be touched by life like that.
It makes me reflect on what really makes joy distinct from happiness. I feel like the way they feel can sometimes be interchanged? Is happiness more of this lighthearted and airy and „insouciant“ feeling, while joy is more earthy, and perhaps often linked with an underlying sense of richness and deep gratefulness? Happiness is more this carefree state, whereas joy cohabits more harmoniously with pain and grief?
Thank you for your words Isabel and for feeling mine. ❤️
Maybe you're right, maybe it's all just a splitting of hairs and just playing with words, who knows. I just know they feel different in my bones. And I love the way you described them!
The joy of playing with words is what we’re writing for, after all 🥳
This is gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous, Nadia. Thank you for sharing your joy with us and the reminder that happiness is not the end all be all.
Thank you for reading Riley and for leaving love on the page!
You have outdone yourself! Your artistry keeps getting better and then there is the small matter of the warp and weave of life and you chase the patterns, the intricacies, the textures and you don’t forget smells
owww Alex 🥹 Thank you for such warm words ❤️
So beautifully said--happiness, when it comes, is truly such a beautiful thing to experience. I've recently been more present in my life to sit in these moments of happiness and enjoy it while I have it. Thank you for this reminder!
I am so happy it resonated with your heart. Thank you for being here Alyssa!