Joy Givers Dropping In and Out

"There are souls in this world who have the gift of finding

joy everywhere, and leaving it behind them when they go."

Frederick William Faber

The first time I experienced joy was in high school. It was a bubbly golden substance which began percolating in between my breasts and shot straight up penetrating every cell in my body.  It spiraled up through my head and turned into an umbrella shape drizzling sparkling tiny stars of joy.  

In my repertoire of emotions, few times have come close to this original experience.  The joy had nothing to do with me in particular, but I was close enough to be an integral part of a dear friend's experience.

There are those in our world that are simply made of pure joy.  They seem to float in and out of scenarios leaving a sense of golden prize.  Joy is their gift to be strewn amongst the unsuspecting, lingering just long enough to see the golden dust spreading across the intimate space.  I clearly am not that person, but I give praise and thanksgiving to all of the joy givers dropping in and out of my life.