Wiley's Wisdom

Joy: From the Ground Up

A Baby Laughing January 22, 2014

I’ve never been too big a fan of mirrors. I know barking and cowering are fairly common canine responses to them, but I do neither of these things. Instead I feel nothing. Emotionally indifferent I guess you could say. In general I don’t particularly care for the effect I know they can have on people, especially women.

So I choose to direct my attention elsewhere. I prefer to find joy. From the ground up, it was easy to find today. It happened on my living room floor with my other baby pal Alexis (daughter of mom’s friend Jessica). There we were staring at each other when it happened. She laughed.

If joy had a sound, a baby laughing would be it. It’s not the first time I’ve experienced such things, but each time it happens teaches me a new lesson about true and sincere happiness.Joy.

Today it taught me joy doesn’t come from a mirror. It simply can’t. But if you reflect joy, if you put it out there in front of you, it is likely to reflect right back at you. I mean no disrespect to mirrors. They serve their purpose and that’s all well and good.

But I do think people place too much value on that reflection staring back at them. Dogs bark and cower. People get sad or frustrated. Me? I’m indifferent to the mirrors. I would much rather focus on the person than the reflection anyway.

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So It Begins January 3, 2014

Dorian, Baby Carter and II thought I would be jealous. Once upon a time it was me they were coming to see. They would come and praise me and love me and pet me and bring me treats. That has all changed now.

The familiar faces whom I have come to know and love now come instead to pay attention to little Carter. They praise him and shower him with love and bring presents. I thought it would bother me, but it doesn’t.

Today as one of mom’s oldest friends held him I was overcome with the confirmation that this is my little person. My bundle of joy. And he is busy bringing joy to everyone he meets. Am I jealous? Heavens no. I’m proud to be part of this loving family.