I'm inspired today by two posts, which I just have to share…
One is by Stephanie of Ordinary Life Magic. It's beautiful. It's about happiness.
One is by Jennifer, my friend from FourSeeds. It is stunning. It is about the spirit.
It can be this simple. Finding the Happy. Finding the Sacred. Finding Joy.
The other night, the kids were snuggled into our Big Family Bed. My son doesn't normally go to bed there, and I could hear them whispering to each other as I came upstairs to say good night. So instead of coming straight in to say goodnight, I went to my boy's room, and pretended he was there.
Now, if you're thinking this kind of behaviour is reserved for infants and toddlers, I can tell you, it shouldn't be! It was really funny. I said some truly ridiculous things; I could hear them laughing hard in the other room. And the whole time, I had this huge smile on my face.
Then I went to say goodnight to my girl. Didn't acknowledge that my boy was there (actually I think he was hiding under a blanket). I know—they're 8 and 10. Too old for such games, right?! I say, NEVER.
Then I went downstairs, without saying good night to my boy. I stopped 2/3 of the way down and could hear whispering.
"Has she gone?"
"No, I don't think she has," etc.
Suddenly, I raced upstairs, feet thumping on the wood, and tore into the room, and leaped onto my boy. I wrestled him until he was in a huge, all-body Mama Hug. He shrieked, he yelled; both kids fell apart with laughter. Suddenly we were in this enormous pile of bodies as my girl joined in the hug. We were laughing so hard.
So hard in fact that my boy got asthma and I had to give him his puffer. But it was worth it. It was, in fact, awesome.
There was our Happy. There, in that moment, was our Spirit—which is, and will always be, Love.
I'm so glad I took the time to do something unsensible, something that totally wound the kids up and made bedtime late.
I'm so glad I took the time to find my Joy.
I hope you find yours today too.