Text message of the day
Teddy: How am I? Tired. Jeez, maybe I have a chronic illness or something.
Pie: A chronic illness? Nah, only awesome people get those.
Teddy: Cheers guys!
Ok, so todays post I just wanted to write about things that make me smile no matter what, even if they’re a little foolish and childish.
First on the list is dandelion seeds. Every time I go on a run I find one of these suckers and make a wish. Yeah, usually I wish for the same thing, but it’s also really, really fun to do : ) It’s funny, because there’s this huge fine on our campus for picking flowers, I wonder if next year there will also be a fine for spreading weeds. My dad (who is an exceptionally nice guy) would beg and cajole Pie and I to not blow them all over his lawn. I now sympathize, weeds are a pain in the neck. Except for dandelions. They’re magic.
There’s always that song that makes you think of happiness, well this is mine. It’s short, only 48 seconds long. But it’s perfect, and it makes me think of hopeful things. It’s not my favorite song, or even band. But it’s special, so I hope you’ll appreciate it. It’s like the modern day version of “Air on a G String”. Try listening to that on a beautifully starry night, you will never think of classical music the same way again.
“Post Cards from Far Away” by Coldplay
This one is a bit more odd. I’m not sure if you have figured this out about me yet, but I love plants. Like, more than is good for me. My friends constantly tease me as they drag me away from plant booths at the local farmers market. But some plants are just more darling than others, and the pea plant is the cutest of all. The elegant tendrils and inquisitive leaves just seem so charming! I’m growing some now in a teapot in my room. I’ll have to upload a picture at some point, these online photos do not do my peas justice.
Ok, this one is a bit more universal. But only marginally mind you. Trains. Not their mechanics, or destinations. Just the fact that to me they represent adventure and excitement. The first time I went on one was a night train to London, and I didn’t sleep all night because I kept waking up thinking “I’m on a train!” In stories, all the exciting things happen on trains. In Harry Potter, Platform 9 and 3/4 would be bustling with magic, owls, and scarcely concealed wizards. In Agatha Christie mysteries, someone is bound to get themself murdered, and it’s up to you to solve it. It’s also a terrible cd by my once favorite band Keane, but that memory rather sullies the magic of trains.
Moving right along to something really tasty, pomegranates! I bought a huge one at the market this weekend and it makes the most perfect snack. Plus, It’s given me something pretty to look at since I’ve been stuck in bed. I feel like pomegranate seeds are more beautiful than any ruby alive, don’t you agree?
I can totally see why Persephone ate a few when Hades offered her some. They might actually be worth a stint in the underworld for. But only maybe.
Kindof alongside the plant thing, new growth makes me smile. A new leaf, gently unfurling is just so delicate and already perfectly formed.
That being said, it was really difficult to find a proper picture of it, so I wonder if most people miss it. I find that hard to believe, because every time I see something as beautiful as this, it reaffirms the existence of God for me.
Buds do it too. They’re just so swollen with innocence and the promise of new life. They’re incredibly hopeful, especially when I’ve fertilized the heck out of my orchids to get to them to bloom 😛
Mushrooms are just adorable (contrary to what Pie believes). I mean honestly, who can look at this and not grin?
But everyone has to have something like this. Some little aspect of their life they love beyond all words. Or something that fills you with wonder, like when you are swimming and suddenly look up to the world above. Those sorts of things. C.S. Lewis describes it really really well in “Surprised by Joy” he describing the same emotion that I have here, “I call it Joy, which is here a technical term and must be sharply distinguished from happiness and pleasure. Joy (in my sense) has indeed one characteristic, and one only, in common with them, the fact that anyone who has experienced it will want it again… I doubt anyone who has tasted it would ever, if bother were in his power, exchange it for all the pleasures in the world. But then Joy is never in our power and pleasure often is.”
I cannot summarize it any better. So I hope you find Joy this week, even if it’s fraught with other, less lovely feelings. And please, share with me what makes you feel Joy! Ok? Even foolish things, like dresses and the smell of rain. So I would love to hear from you, because focusing on these things are just as important as our medical jargon.