This thread is partly in response to a deeply depressing and unremittingly negative thread entitled 'What ANNOYS You The Most':
I thought to offer a little karmic balance and create a thread with a different centre of (emotional, mental, psychological, physical) gravity: Thus, my question is, what gives you greatest pleasure, or joy? What uplifts you, enables you to feel that life is a gift, a privilege, something to be savoured, shared (sometimes) and treasured? Enjoyed, and relished?
For me, some of it is seeing new things, and countries, travelling and exploring different cultures and polities. It is the learning of new skills, and reading new, challenging books. I love good dinners, (good wine, conversation, food) with good friends and indeed, my brothers. And music.
And sometimes, it is the sheer banal pleasure of savouring the mundane matters of life; such as walking into a well stocked book-shop, a place where I can lose myself for hours. Or sitting, relaxing, in elegant or cosy coffee shops, which to me rank one of civilisation's greatest inventions. Laughter with friends, in a good pub, or elsewhere.
Museums, theatres, and art galleries (ever come out of a performance stunned into silence, so transcendental was what you have seen or experienced? I have, and sometimes, silence is the only appropriate response to such an experience).
There are other things I love, and which give me great pleasure, on occasion. Solitude. Walks by the sea, studying the crashing waves. Writing....
I thought to offer a little karmic balance and create a thread with a different centre of (emotional, mental, psychological, physical) gravity: Thus, my question is, what gives you greatest pleasure, or joy? What uplifts you, enables you to feel that life is a gift, a privilege, something to be savoured, shared (sometimes) and treasured? Enjoyed, and relished?
For me, some of it is seeing new things, and countries, travelling and exploring different cultures and polities. It is the learning of new skills, and reading new, challenging books. I love good dinners, (good wine, conversation, food) with good friends and indeed, my brothers. And music.
And sometimes, it is the sheer banal pleasure of savouring the mundane matters of life; such as walking into a well stocked book-shop, a place where I can lose myself for hours. Or sitting, relaxing, in elegant or cosy coffee shops, which to me rank one of civilisation's greatest inventions. Laughter with friends, in a good pub, or elsewhere.
Museums, theatres, and art galleries (ever come out of a performance stunned into silence, so transcendental was what you have seen or experienced? I have, and sometimes, silence is the only appropriate response to such an experience).
There are other things I love, and which give me great pleasure, on occasion. Solitude. Walks by the sea, studying the crashing waves. Writing....
