> It is not usually loud, though it can be. More often it works in whispers, and yet when we listen to it, it moves us in miraculous ways towards purpose and meaning that no other force is capable of.
Exactly this! I am increasingly finding with age that my joy is an introverted feeling in quiet and still moments -- rather than the big, expressive burst that I felt when I was younger, when the feeling spiked but would subside. The moments that I am present with it become visceral memories.
> It is not usually loud, though it can be. More often it works in whispers, and yet when we listen to it, it moves us in miraculous ways towards purpose and meaning that no other force is capable of.
Exactly this! I am increasingly finding with age that my joy is an introverted feeling in quiet and still moments -- rather than the big, expressive burst that I felt when I was younger, when the feeling spiked but would subside. The moments that I am present with it become visceral memories.
That's beautiful. It is amazing what presence can open us up to -- how powerful it can be.