close your eyes...

[kuangning]

...and humour me for a moment.

Hold your cupped hands out in front of you, and imagine that I'm filling them. I'm pouring light and warmth into your hands, I'm giving you tangible joy; as much as you can hold, and more. It's a golden stream, liquid sunlight, love and home and so much beauty that it almost makes you cry. And it's yours, now, yours alone to do with as you wish.

What are you going to do with it?

Tell me. No peeking, now; I want your answer before you read mine. It's important to me.


Was to do with it the only thing I could do. I shared it with you. It didn't diminish my own store; quite the opposite, in fact. The more joy you have for yourself, the more you want the people who matter to you to have it, too, in full measure. And seeing them gain it increases your own joy.

So thank you, for your words of thanks... but the pleasure's mine, I assure you. In fact, I still thank you, all of you, for being the people you are, for letting me share with you, for inspiring me to want to share with you. And, yes, I had a lovely birthday, quite possibly the best I've ever had... and I'm still looking forward to the best year I've had yet, though not the best I'll ever have if work and love and optimism have much to do with it.

Comments

[violetvixen.livejournal.com]

I'm at work right now, so I could carefully contain it but smile at everyone here spreading joy through my own expression.

Then, when I get home I'd probably go to my room and spread the joy out on my messy bed and roll in it like a cat with catnip just enjoying the gift for what it is. Then when my roomates don't expect it I will pounce them in a feace hug of love and friendship and happieness, leaving little flecks of sunlight on their skin and clothes so they will take it with them where ever they might go.

Hah! I didn't peek!

[wiredferret.livejournal.com]

I would like to use some of it to soothe the cheek of an old lover. His girlfriend slapped him this weekend.

I would use some to build a little sunshine window in my husband's heart, so he doesn't have to work so hard to remember the good things that can happen.

I would like to build a bridge of light to a friend who left me.

I would like an instance of simultaneity so my friend in New Jersey could have a slumber party with me and feel less alone.

I would hoard the last few drops for myself, to feed to my child-who-will-be, and to ward off my fears with a blaze of light.

[nighthawk.livejournal.com]

mmm.... same response I would have. Share it with others. Because when they have joy, you can see it in their eyes, and that is where I get my share of it.

[zorbathut.livejournal.com]

Ditto.

[shadur.livejournal.com]

Cherish it, and share it with those I see around me who need joy in their lives.

[hobbitblue.livejournal.com]

Bathe in it, then wrap it around my house and family so the glow can be seen for miles and spreads out to touch everyone who touches us in some way... :)

[moonmama.livejournal.com]

I think I would divide it into three parts. One part will be put away for a rainy or bad day, when I may need it. One part I will revel in, cherish, and enjoy. And the third part, I would share with those I love and care about.

[i.livejournal.com]

i'm going to give it to someone who needs it more than i.

[carouselrose.livejournal.com]

I imagine tossing it skyward with great laugh of joy, creating a golden shower of light that bathes the whole earth and all it's creatures in it's love, warmth, beauty and safety...and how can a handful of love cover the whole earth? That is the magick of love...

[dancinglights.livejournal.com]

share it with my crew tonight, when I see them for our small revelry in celebration of a better next year, and anyone else who has decided to join us. It shall be a good start.

[tanesmuti.livejournal.com]

I'll share it, with someone who needs it. And if i don't know anyone who needs it, then a stranger will do.

-ari

Actually, now that I think about it...

[katster.livejournal.com]

I'd share it with as many people as possible. Joy's a renewable resource. ;)

-kat

[tibicina.livejournal.com]

Hold it for a moment. Savor it. Then pass bits on to my friends who seem to need it, though I may keep a glimmer for myself to remind me.

[rosefox]

I'm not sure what you mean by "do with it". What does one do with joy? I'd... enjoy it, I guess. Sit there and savor it, and then mix in some moonlight and give it back for you to enjoy in return.

[baxil.livejournal.com]

That was my reaction just about verbatim, except for the moonlight bits.

[serendipity.livejournal.com]

My LJ bio says it already: "Joy shared is doubled, pain shared is halved." So I'd share it and double it. Thank you, Cairsten, for being here and sharing your joy (and sometimes your pain).

[episoen.livejournal.com]

I would hold it to myself, feeling the joy run through me and bring me happiness and joy, and then I would pass it onto the ones that I love and the ones that I care about, because it's lousy being happy when everyone that matters isn't happy as well.

hmm

[ladydaisy.livejournal.com]

share it with my family and friends, all the people I love, a little bit for each of them.

pure joy is fleeting, but the impact remains

[ryocoon.livejournal.com]

That joy and light you share with me and so much others? What would I do with it?

Quite simply I would parcel out a small amount and save it. Then with the remaining sum, I shall consume in it's entirety. Inhale it's fragrance, salve my wounds with it's warmth, and clear my eyes and heart with its effect. I can not give away the joy that was given to me. Yet, by consuming it and making it a part of myself, I am able to generate more of my own, and in turn to be able to pass that surplus on to others.

What will become of that small parceled piece of glowing light? It shall be saved and stored, where I can treasure it. Where I can look at it and say, "I remember such joy as this once brought me." I can show it to others and describe the beautiful effects it once had. Over time, it will no longer shine, it will no longer be liquid and strong. It is a sad thought. Yet pieces of it will remain, and that will be enough for me. The residue it will leave behind will be enough for my heart to remember it by.


And to you who give me such a gift, my heart. I may not give it all, but I will give what I have, and you may reside in it. To bring joy to others is beautiful, and a sacrifice without sacrifice. My thanks to those that do try to do this in their lives. It is hard to do, but the effects are lasting, even if the moment of it's impact is not.

golden happiness in my hands....

[agentrayevyn.livejournal.com]

I'd finally have the courage to stand up for myself, express myself, and be who I wanted to be and not be afraid or ashamed or second-guess myself. And then I'd dive, jump and tumble through it and give it to the world.