Last night I stayed up late working on self-care. Sounds kind of self-defeating (especially if you know HOW late I was up), but it was definitely THE THING I needed to do.
Then, I drew the last picture in my current homemade art journal (I generally have scads of art journals and writing notebooks going at the same time because it breaks my heart to come to the end of one).
journal girl — 3 Dec 2017 A.M.
en- — prefix . . . forming verbs with the general sense “to cause (a person or thing) to be in” the place, condition, or state named by the stem
Joy — noun — the emotion of great delight or happiness caused by something exceptionally good or satisfying
I have had a joyful week. And it’s only Wednesday night (technically Thursday morning, but I’m still up . . . as usual. I’m too happy to go to bed).
Nothing gives me greater pleasure—or joy—than helping other people. The joy piles on when I get to use my creativity and talents and, more especially, when the help and creativity required gobs of difficult but exceptionally satisfying work. Read More →