Key words are held in sacred spaces of the heart. They are north stars that provide direction.
The word JOY is one for me. It chose me and appeared at the strangest moment—-just after the passing of my Dad.
Like a ribbon in the wind it rides high above my path ahead causing me to always be looking for it—-each painting, each friendship, each day—-I am looking for the JOY—-that’s when I know I am choosing the good thing for myself.
Decisions become much more black and white—-does it contain JOY? NO?
Obviously not intended for me then.
What do these words mean to you?
And more importantly….What word is your north star?