Ordinary Joy

Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year? (Author: Brené Brown)

The rabbits were plentiful this year. (The coyote population must have been down.) Every day there seemed to be one or two – in the back yard, in the front yard, across the street. My elderly dog was mostly oblivious to their presence.

One morning she saw a rabbit at the side of the house and barked fiercely at it. Then she went in the back yard and peed. The rabbit hopped to the front lawn and sat, frozen, in place, with just the tips of its ears showing above the tall grass. Then it must have realized that the dog could no longer see it, or had forgotten about it. It moved a bit, no longer motionless. But still, the rabbit stayed where it was, eating my lawn as though it had found the most wonderful salad buffet. Meanwhile, the dog walked up the driveway at the side of the house, across the front walk and up to the front door without ever noticing that the rabbit was still there.

It was a simple, happy ordinary morning.

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About wallcough

Trying to find beauty and joy in the world around me . I am many things, among them a quilter, a knitter, and an incessant reader. There is not enough time for them all, so I jump in between them as the mood hits me. Professionally - a rabbi; a hospice chaplain.
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One Response to Ordinary Joy

  1. Lunachance says:

    I love the title of your post. What an amazing concept, “ordinary joy” – something we all should revel in on a daily basis. As someone who has been fighting cancer for over 12 years, I often look for ordinary joy.

    Cheers to you,
    Lunachance

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