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Hidden “Joy”

On my hike yesterday I found a painted hidden rock near this beautiful waterfall. Someone had placed it there for someone else to discover, and I did yesterday. The word written on the front “Joy” could have not been more perfect as it was instant joy to find this never before seen waterfall and the rock. On the back there was a message to submit a picture with the rock and to re-hide it. What a simple thing to do and how much joy it brought me. I immediately thought of paying it forward, making and hiding a rock of my own. Who knows where it could end up and how neat would it be to track it’s journey.

For me it is often the little things that get the biggest giggles and end up in a special memory somehow. Big things can impress me alike but are not required to keep this simple soul happy and content. Hmmm, actually I think I like it that way. But it also makes me think of all the people I used to work with. Prestigious people that lived for status and possessions. People that became somebody else, losing themselves (or did they) only to impress someone else, fighting for acceptance. It was the same people I sometimes caught a different glimpse of when their efforts got too exhausting and wore them down. These very people may lived in material bliss and would never relate to someone like me who could get joy out of finding this rock. But these people also at times were very lonely and the upkeep of pretending and upholding one’s status was simply too much at times.

I wonder about the battles they fought within themselves. I can only imagine. Apparently until you decide to stop and be true to yourself, you must have seen some kind of value in continuing. It made me sad and perhaps Joy was never experienced at such a profound level, although it makes me feel as if I’m judging and never knew 100%. Maybe they were true to themselves and it is what they wanted, but those glimpses that told me that something was very wrong, told me otherwise.

The dictionary defines joy as a feeling of great pleasure and happiness. Having Joy includes feeling good cheer and a vibrant happiness. Joy is a deep abiding and can be defined as the emotion evoked by well being, success, good fortune, or by the prospect of possessing what one desires.

In the conclusion it seems that joy means different things to all of us. And while I don’t relate to pure joy being based on only material bliss, I know for some it is and that’s ok as long as you don’t have to lose yourself in the process of impressing others. There, I would draw the line for myself.


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

7 thoughts on “Hidden “Joy”

  1. What a beautiful gift to discover❤️ and for me joy is the gift that awaits everyone to feel and know this is their natural state of being one can wake up to when they’ve finished playing the human roles🥰 love to you, Barbara x

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