“Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.” —Mother Teresa
Today we will spend time reconnecting with our true bliss, that part of ourselves that many of us will best remember from childhood. Think about what it was that brought you the greatest joy, that made time fly, and that you could do forever without a care in the world. That is an expression of bliss.
While our childhoods may be behind us, our opportunity to reconnect with our bliss is right in front of us, ours for the taking. When we find ourselves engaged in the activities and with the people who make our hearts sing, we are grounded in the present and deeply connected to pure Spirit.
Our centering thought for today is:
“Joy is my highest purpose.”
Our Sanskrit mantra for today is:
“Sat Chit Ananda.” Existence, Consciousness, Bliss.
Spend a moment today connecting with bliss in an everyday moment. When you are eating a meal or taking a shower, practice acute mindfulness and allow yourself to experience this activity with all of your senses. Do this as slowly as you can, delighting in the smells, tastes, textures, colors, and sounds. What do you notice after you spend time this way? How does bliss feel in your body?
I can remember, as a child, always being fascinated and joyful when I would go around barefooted climbing trees, climbing the stone wall, jumping from rock to rock. Walking through the woods, letting my toes soak up as much mud as possible.
I can remember, as a child, always being fascinated and joyful when I would discover a new crystal, a fossil here, a giant quartz over there. They were my pets and my friends. I always felt like they had a story to tell.
I can remember, as a child, always being fascinated and joyful when I would watch or learn about ancient civilizations, especially the Egyptians. Teaching myself how to read Egyptian hieroglyphs when I was ten. Anything on NBC relating to Egyptian culture and mummies! I saw my first mummy when I was nine.
I can remember, as a child, always being fascinated and joyful when I would draw and sketch. All the kids in art class would always try to have me do their work or help. My parents even sent away for one of those children’s artist tests, to which I passed with flying colours.
I can remember, as a child, always being fascinated and joyful when I would go to the library, and consume book after book on myths, folklore, and legends. I always preferred the nonfiction reference section. Biology, mythology, the occult. Yeah, I was that kid.
Not much has changed.
I still go barefooted. I have a plethora of crystals, fossils, and stones. Now I have worked my way up to bird nests, feathers, sea and nut shells. I am still fascinated with ancient civilizations. Not so much an Egyptologist anymore though, I favour more so now Native American, Celtic, and Asianic civilizations.
I have an incredible book collection both antiquarian and modern. I collect everything from nonfiction poetry, anthologies, reference, to fictitious comedy, historical fiction, and of course, the classics. The biggest change, is that my artistic medium has changed dramatically. I prefer photography, cooking, willow weaving, and writing poetry to drawing/painting/sketching.
Perhaps now it is high time I give it equal attention.
I have been thinking about it lately, and now this only seems to push me further in that direction. I will be sure to post any projects I do. I am even thinking about painting mandalas as gifts for the holidays. We will see what I reclaim of my childish enthusiasms. I cannot wait to share.
What childhood bliss have you forgotten about and neglected?