I was settled, I could make do, no problem, but the space of a table really felt good to me. In that moment, I realized that as the perpetual giver, learning to receive without expectation is a lesson I needed to work on.
Category: String of Tiny Joys
Today’s Tiny Joy: A New Flow Class with S.
I tend to be fearful of classes that are simply labeled 'Flow', because that could mean a practice with all the up-down-vinyasa type action of a Catholic wedding ceremony, and those are not my vibe. While I started my yoga journey as a devotee of the Ashtanga Primary series 30+ years ago, I prefer something deeper and more intentional in my daily practice. Today's class...
Today’s Tiny Joy: Lunch With My Sister
We live on opposite sides of the same city yet rarely manage to meet unless it's for a holiday at our parents' house 90 minutes away.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Teaching a New Class
I showed up to class only to find out that the regular teacher rarely if ever uses props, but I figured if I went down, I was going down in flames of my own making. As it turned out...
Today’s Tiny Joy: Electricity
Perhaps electricity qualifies more as a big, fat, huge, juicy joy than a tiny joy. Either way, I've never been more grateful to hear the gentle whir of the fan punctuate a hot, humid mid-June afternoon than I was Thursday.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Another New Friend
He blended in so well with the trail I could have squished him. And he sat so perfectly still for his portraits that I wish I'd had some dead flies to reward him with.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Space to Process
I have been battling lots of overwhelming thoughts, which is unusual for me. Today's space was magical, liminal, and helped me see the reality of some of my mind's created illusions. Clarity is such a beautiful thing.
Yesterday’s Tiny Joy: Love at a Funeral
You might think that on a day involving a cemetery, there is no tiny joy to be found, but you'd be wrong. Those are the spaces where tiny joys abound, if only you seek them out above the pain and tears. I should know--I'm an expert at being around death, as I've been told.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Family Photos
We thought the real find was a newspaper from November 23, 1963--until we found a book of postcards written to her mother-in-law, my great grandfather's mother, circa 1909, and three photo postcards of my great grandma and her two siblings.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Foggy Mornings
After spending the night in a cabin on my parents' property, I'd hoped to wake to a bright, yellow sunrise but was instead treated to a dense, heavy fog, a remainder of last night's long, steady rain.
Today’s Tiny Joy: Sadie Mae
Where did you find today's tiny joy? For me, it was simple, but certainly not tiny: the big-hearted and hard-wagging tail of my parents' black lab (my furry sister, as I call her), Sadie Mae. Here, she gave me a sad face because she wasn't allowed more treats after dinner. Please don't worry--she is not …
Today’s Tiny Joy: Coffee with K.
Where did you find your tiny joy? Was it obvious or did you need to do a bit of introspection? I'd love to hear...
Tiny Joys: A Daily Gratitude Practice
Enter my daily gratitude practice, or, as I have come to affectionately term it, my String of Tiny Joys. Each of those sparkling, tiny moments became a lifeline of sorts, a way to lift me up and move me forward when I often had no idea where I was headed.
Words by Beth 