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Today seems much brighter than yesterday



Did you ever have one of those moments where you're joyful, on the inside - where it counts, and you cannot for the life of you put your finger on why you feel that way?  That's exactly how I've started today.

I feel lighter.  Happier.  More whole.  Does that even make sense?  Maybe it doesn't, but I feel it!

I'm racking my brain to figure out what happened yesterday, last night or during my sleep .. and yet I didn't make a conscious choice to feel this way, it just happened.  It is joy.  That's it.  I can feel it.  It's calm, it's peaceful, it's a feeling rooted in joy - way deep inside!

Yes, I ran today.  That may be part of it.  And better than that (at least for me in an achieving goals sort of way) I have had two terrific weeks of running.  Through today I have 12 miles logged fro the week - with tomorrow a potential 4 mile run.  And last week was a total of 18!  I've come a long way … and I have a long way to go.

This running helps me sleep better, feel better and even make better, healthier food choices!  And can I know attribute this new found joy to that as well … I'm not fully convinced it's just the running.  Although I don't discredit what it does to contribute to my overall good feeling either!

Joy feels good!  I'm leaning into it .. hard!

This Saturday morning I headed out to the grocery store to pick up a couple things I needed for dinner and just a couple of other things on my list .. coffee filters, lemons and bread.  What I didn't realize was the bedlam I was facing with an impending storm of 5 inches of snow followed by days of sub-zero temps… Apparently everyone else got to the store thinking the same thing I did .. I'll get just what I need and get back out.  Not so fast …

It was chaos.  Some shelves were completely bare … you know the drill.. race for the bread and milk, right?  So I allowed the internal joy to find the other kind-hearted souls in the store and smile knowingly at them.  This was fun .. I didn't even need to convince myself.  I wandered around the store, placing in my cart exactly what I came in for and headed for the checkout.

And then things got interesting.

Wow!  You'd think we were headed for an apocalypse!  Every one of the 32 register lines was open and we were still about 10 carts deep at each line.  And still I smiled.  It was interesting to watch how people respond .. and to see who really had bread and milk in their cart!

Joy feels good!  And the smiles that I shared with others in the store just spread the joy a little further.  I returned home with the groceries I needed and a continued spring in my step.

I'm loving this joy ….

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