Suffering is a choice. Joy is a choice. In the throes of our suffering, it is so easy to miss all the beauty and joy that does exist in the world - yes, even in the world we are currently living in.
I can say this, because I spent the majority of my 41ish years, waiting for the other shoe to drop, waiting for the blessing to become a curse, waiting for the sadness and sorrow to multiply, missing the joy that exists in every single day. I am still figuring out why that was - was it learned? was it fear? was it to do with self worth? A mix of all 3?
If I’m being honest, it was most likely all three, but ultimately at its core - self worth. If I don’t feel worthy, how can I accept blessings and joy in my life? How can I feel like I deserve them? Self worth has definitely been an on going struggle that I am still in the midst of, but I can say for certainty that the biggest shift has come from focus on joy and gratitude lately. Yes, the big wins are great, but it’s the little ones that really add up and create seeds of shifts. The more joy you witness in your life, the harder it is to tell yourself that you are meant to suffer. Truly.
It is a commitment to choose joy over suffering. More so now than ever. The more joy you witness, the more it fuses into your way of being, and the higher your vibration. The higher your vibration, the bigger the opportunity to touch someone else’s soul and brighten their day, and the more likely they are to pass that along.
If we all begin to choose joy (even in the smallest does), what would our world look like?