If Joy was a colour, what would it be? If Joy was a food, what would it be? If Joy was a place, where is that place?
I wonder how many of us are looking at the weeks ahead, and feeling like love is going to be pretty hard, in some situations. That maybe we’ll be in encounters – whether at family dinners, work parties, even extra time at home – with people we actually find it hard to love...
From the moment our bodies awaken, our eyes begin to open, and we enter into the ordinary wonder of a brand new day...