Reflections on Joy

My numerological Life Path is a 3, which centers on Joy and Creative Expression. (I’ll spare you the numerological definitions and machinations for now.)

The energy of 3 is that of a Joy of Living and Creative Expression. Those with this energy are good with words, can sell items and ideas, are artistic, and are quite creative. On the positive side, they are often welcoming and affectionate, charming, and inspirational. Negatively, they can scatter their energies, be superficial, or be overly moody and critical.Joy

Those who know me well will be quick to recognize me in the above description, especially the charming and inspirational part (yeah). Overly moody and critical? Perish the thought – and anyone who thinks so is a classless jerk (no judgment, just a fact).

[Humor alert: the preceding paragraph was intended to be facetious.]

Getting off track. Sorry. Given my Life Path, I think about Joy as a concept from time to time. Like lately, for instance. When I ponder this stuff, I often happen upon writings or ideas that shine a little light on my process. Two such nigglings have tapped me lately.

The first is from author Paul Coelho (who wrote The Alchemist, The Manual of the Warrior of Light, and other books): Each human has the right to seek out joy, joy being understood as something which makes one content – not necessarily that which makes others content.

The second is from a psychic reading I had recently: Joy is facilitated by creativity. Joy is found in recognizing the perfection in every moment.

I’ve been looking at the depth of these statements and reconciling them in my noggin. I know that creativity brings me contentment and, true to my 3 nature, I’ve dabbled in everything from writing and music to dancing and painting. (I can say with some authority that painting isn’t it for me. I still paint, and draw, like a four year old. My father could draw and paint; my brother still can; I got nothin’, as they say. But regarding dancing, I was told long ago by a female acquaintance, “You move pretty good for a white guy.” Um, I took that as a compliment.)

Perhaps these exercises in creativity bring contentment to others as well, but that’s only a bonus when it does, because I really do these things for me. Yet, there’s a part of me that has a hard time with this, since I’m kind of a giving guy, or so I’m told. Maybe giving can bring one contentment too? Of course it can, and therein lies its Joy.

Recognizing the perfection in every moment is a tough one, but somewhere in me is the realization that it is possible, and I’ve been fortunate to be able to find that recognition occasionally, and even a bit more often of late. I see that as a sign of growth, which brings me contentment, which brings me . . . you get the idea.

There’s quite a bit in the esoteric literature about becoming a clear channel for the highest vibrations of our true Selves. I’m convinced that this is the surest way to Joy, since when that happens, we are both supremely content and the embodiment of the perfection of that moment. On the other hand, I think being joyful can lead to becoming a clear channel. This was affirmed in an exercise I did recently while using some techniques I’ve been studying. In this exercise, I visited an alternative version of myself, one that had achieved spiritual enlightenment. When I asked him how he did it, he responded, “I choose Joy.”

There’s something to shoot for, eh?