Is there joy in feeling heavy?

Is there joy in the unknown?

Is there joy in the heaviness of dis-ease as I grow and am reborn and release the lies and false narratives that have held me back and boxed me in?

Is there joy in feeling the weight of the heaviness of life?

Joy to feel.

Joy to be human.

Joy to be.

Joy to know that I am helpless to fix my own situation or the ones that I love; I am helpless to fix the chaos of the world.

Joy in not being in control.

Joy in releasing control.

Joy to simply be.

There is heaviness in letting go.

Letting go of disappointment and regret and pain.

Letting go of desire and certainty.

Letting go in order to hold on to something else.

There is heaviness in trusting that which I cannot see . . . New creation and rebuilding and beauty emerging from ashes.

There is heaviness in letting go and discovering me. What a mystery and what a gift.

The time is coming and the time is here.

There is more.

Lean in even when the weight makes you feel like you might cave in.

Embrace the joy.