Have you found your joy?

In this age of running around trying to keep our heads above water, have we given any thought to creating joy in our lives? Yes, it sounds like a luxury; but, maybe it should be a necessity?

First we have to figure out what joy means to us, personally. So, make a list. Include some very simple ideas, like being still and listening to bird song, or immersing oneself in music and a cup of tea.

If we give ourselves a few minutes of joyful time, we could appreciate the little things and learn to make more time for them. Joy will begat joy!

Here is a poem I wrote from Water Running Downhill! Peace out!



I send this message
Out to you
Grasp it
Let it define you
Live it
Take it to heart

The revelation is that
This is the moment
The present, and
Nothing else exists
Be here
Seize the “now”

Be your bliss
And therefore
You shall be

Dancing Forth!

Good Day to All!

I do feel that there is a spring awakening afoot in my writer’s soul. Do you feel it too? It is similar to the feeling that I get in the new year, the one that makes us write resolutions.

It is high time for me to get out there. I get so wrapped up in the day to day mundane of working, cooking, laundry, cleaning–yuck! None of that inspires me!

Last week, I went to Coffee with the Poets, in Hayesville, North Carolina. They had several wonderful poets who read. The featured writer was a witty young 87 years old, a Mrs. Dorothy Spiegel.

This is for the poets:

I could feel them in the room, today

Spirits free and laughing

Unfettered by their particular ages

All of them appeared to me

As young women (and a couple of young men)

And they danced, they danced

Let us all have the courage to take a chance and dance!

Just take that first step!

Enjoy the day!


Greetings Friends!
Welcome to joan’s zone!
It is spring and the birds are nesting. I was in Western North Carolina last week. We had snow–on no! However, it melted and did not seem to jeopardize the new blossoms.
Please join me in celebrating the end of winter and the spring of new beginnings.
Here is a spring poem that I wrote two years ago for a book I call Naturescapes.

Brilliant multi-hued
Easter egg shades
Illuminate and complete
The transformation
From stark winter bare
To the richly adorned
Newly verdant landscape

Spring awakens and
Brings forth
Sleepy bulbs from
Their cozy winter beds
Nodding and stretching
They unfold their
Many-colored heads

from Naturescapes
Joan Ellen Gage