A Meditation on Not Postponing Joy — Written as a letter from Life itself

Dear Me,

I’ve watched you plan.
Your lists are detailed, your dreams vivid.
You speak often of someday
Someday when the pressure lifts,
when the body is different,
when you finally feel “ready.”

You whisper promises to me.
You say you'll slow down.
You say you'll enjoy the sunrise,
call your sister back,
write what matters,
laugh without shame.

I’ve heard it all.
And I’ve waited for you.
Not in the far-off future,
but in every cup of coffee gone cold,
in the dog’s tail thumping quietly on the floor,
in the joke you almost laughed at but didn’t.

You look for me in the perfect days.
But I’m not there.

I’m here.
In this one.
Exactly as it is.

I live in the softness of a first breath before speaking.
In the way the morning light kisses your cluttered desk.
In the song you forgot you loved that just came on.

You do not have to fix everything first.
You do not have to earn joy.
You are allowed to feel it now.

Even while healing.
Even while waiting.
Even when everything feels unfinished.

Joy does not postpone itself.
It shows up dressed in ordinary moments,
hoping you’ll notice.

The truth is, there is no someday.
There is only now.

And I, your Life,
am happening.

With love,
You

A Note from Lucivara

Psychologists call it arrival fallacy; the mistaken belief that happiness comes once we’ve achieved, healed, or changed enough. But the science tells us something ancient teachers already knew: joy is available in the present, and it grows stronger the more we train our awareness to meet it.

This post is your invitation to notice where joy already lives. To stop waiting. To live, not eventually, but fully.

Visit Lucivara.com to continue your journey toward sacred presence, and share this with someone who may still be waiting to begin their life.

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