Selectively Juggling

What brings tears of joy to my eyes? Ah, so many different and disparate things. I can’t go past the overwhelming beauty of nature and the way it so easily reaches in and touches my soul, my heart. The Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights) deeply affects me – eliciting tears of joy (even when merely observing through images and videos). I can’t imagine how transfixed, how emotional I will be when I get to see them in real time, standing under the great expanse of dancing sky.

I’m moved by tears of joy by my children, especially tears of pride when I see them overcome fears , barriers and challenges. I find myself stopping and listening with my whole body, attuned to the feeling of joy as it fills my heart. Joy in hearing my daughter (she has a rare disability and associated medical needs) reach milestones, articulate thoughts, feelings and ideas that I thought she may never reach or have. I am struck with tears of joy as I remember my dad, and the way he shone bright through the dark times in our lives. I’m moved by feelings of joy quite regularly. Experiences of joy often creep up and pounce when I am mentally unprepared and least expecting it. So in those moments the tears flow unguarded and unexpected. Joy can be such an intense emotion that mere words fail to capture its enormity, therefore it makes sense that a tear or tears bubble up and spring forth. Tears are the language of the heart, mind, soul and of the body as they try and express emotions beyond mere words.