It's no surprise that joy is not our natural inclination. In fact, it's typically our last resort once we're too tired to chase whatever else we've decided will fulfill us. 

Perhaps you can relate?

The pursuit of joy is certainly no fairy tale. It is a knock-out, drag out, fight that lasts a lifetime. It is disciplined reflection on beauty, blessings and bounty, and a decided rejection of all that is not, never was, and may never be. It is not for the faint of heart, or the weak-willed, or the easily satisfied.

And me? I'm just a girl on a journey to joy. Committed to wholeheartedly pursuing it every day and wrestling it to the ground until it says uncle. Doing my best to enjoy life as it truly is - without exaggeration, unedited & unscripted.

A good friend once told me, "if everybody else is zigging, you need to be zagging." All my life I've been a zagger trying to zig. Thankfully, with age comes wisdom. And my years have taught me well - outliers are strangely beautiful, brave even. 

This Joyous Home is me, zagging. It is a constant reminder to abandon all society tells us will bring us true joy & contentment, and instead choose to draw from a well of endless joy that never be depleted.

Thanks for tagging along and enduring my random, repetitive rants. Good friends make the bitter sweet and the burden light.