Kerri Walsh inspires me. No, it’s not her delicate and (far too) trim figure, nor her radiant face (although that is a necessary part of this deduction), nor even her mastery of her craft. In fact, it is her sheer radiation of what we call joy, pure 100% Joy, that gets my higher sense in gear; that is what inspires me.
The joyful—and that truly is the best word for it—display that she and her partner Misty put on after winning a gold medal for America stirred a surprising phenomenon inside me that lies somewhere between thought and emotion—Emought, or perhaps Thotion? No matter.
You see, I began to wonder if Kerri Walsh might be an angel. If that sounds strange and sort of “out of left field” to you (and it most definitely will to the mass of sane mortals), I suggest you watch the celebration and interview footage from the Beijing victory broadcast. PERHAPS you will then understand my inclination. And no, I won’t provide a link to this video—Google it. I’m sure it exists.
So let us continue—
Joy is one of the raw materials with which Heaven is built. This may sound like mere inspirational mumbo-jumbo, but like most things that sound that way, it is a true and thoughtful statement. Would any everlasting kingdom founded without Joy as a primary building block have any hope of ever lasting? No—Joy is one of the most enlivening and inspiring elements of human existence; it keeps all of its practitioners young. One might say it makes all things new.
Thus, the ability to wield this weapon (for Joy is also an ultimate weapon in the fight against evil) so purely and so beautifully (and I mean that in the spiritual sense) would almost definitely indicate a supernatural being. Am I being unreasonable?
Such unadulterated Joy is a rare occurrence; one sees it in babies and young children; in some of our number who are mentally handicapped; and, blessedly, in the occasional Aged who has lost the ability to speak, or perhaps walk, or perhaps think straight. But to see this beautiful energy in a fully-grown human being, particularly one so heavily publicized and televised as Walsh, is a vision that rarely graces our lives. To use one of my brothers’ superb phrases, it is “a joy to behold.”
It’s funny how that works, isn’t it? Joy causes Joy. Like all good things, even like cellular life at its most basic level, Joy is a multiplicative phenomenon—it creates fellows. As Confucius once put it, in a quote that—much like Kerri Walsh—inspires me:
“Virtue is not left to stand alone. He who practices it will have neighbors.”
True Joy attracts life and Love. It is one of the keys to blessedness. Angels, I hear tell, seem to have the whole blessedness thing down pretty well. When you look at it that way, Kerri Walsh just might be an angel.
The joyful—and that truly is the best word for it—display that she and her partner Misty put on after winning a gold medal for America stirred a surprising phenomenon inside me that lies somewhere between thought and emotion—Emought, or perhaps Thotion? No matter.
You see, I began to wonder if Kerri Walsh might be an angel. If that sounds strange and sort of “out of left field” to you (and it most definitely will to the mass of sane mortals), I suggest you watch the celebration and interview footage from the Beijing victory broadcast. PERHAPS you will then understand my inclination. And no, I won’t provide a link to this video—Google it. I’m sure it exists.
So let us continue—
Joy is one of the raw materials with which Heaven is built. This may sound like mere inspirational mumbo-jumbo, but like most things that sound that way, it is a true and thoughtful statement. Would any everlasting kingdom founded without Joy as a primary building block have any hope of ever lasting? No—Joy is one of the most enlivening and inspiring elements of human existence; it keeps all of its practitioners young. One might say it makes all things new.
Thus, the ability to wield this weapon (for Joy is also an ultimate weapon in the fight against evil) so purely and so beautifully (and I mean that in the spiritual sense) would almost definitely indicate a supernatural being. Am I being unreasonable?
Such unadulterated Joy is a rare occurrence; one sees it in babies and young children; in some of our number who are mentally handicapped; and, blessedly, in the occasional Aged who has lost the ability to speak, or perhaps walk, or perhaps think straight. But to see this beautiful energy in a fully-grown human being, particularly one so heavily publicized and televised as Walsh, is a vision that rarely graces our lives. To use one of my brothers’ superb phrases, it is “a joy to behold.”
It’s funny how that works, isn’t it? Joy causes Joy. Like all good things, even like cellular life at its most basic level, Joy is a multiplicative phenomenon—it creates fellows. As Confucius once put it, in a quote that—much like Kerri Walsh—inspires me:
“Virtue is not left to stand alone. He who practices it will have neighbors.”
True Joy attracts life and Love. It is one of the keys to blessedness. Angels, I hear tell, seem to have the whole blessedness thing down pretty well. When you look at it that way, Kerri Walsh just might be an angel.
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