In your own words

[CathyBogart]

Joy is riding through the hills, feeling the wind, thinking of nothing but what is around the next bend.

[columbine]

Joy is when I can let go of all the rotten stuff that I can't do anything about, all the rotten stuff that I could do more about, and all the rotten stuff that I've actually caused, and just be a part of all the goodness that surrounds me. It comes unexpectedly with the scent of woodsmoke on the first cool day in autumn, in the middle of the night when I wake to hear my cat snoring peacefully down by my feet, or just at the sound of a song I really like. I'm so "Lawful-Good" that you couldn't even cast me in a game without lousing up the story; too hyperresponsible to experience flat-out joy that often. But when I do, I really appreciate it!

Love, Columbine

[Sevaede]

Joy is connecting at the heart.