Some seasons just feel flat.
You're going through the motions, getting things done,
showing up for everyone else.
But inside, everything feels muted.
Not broken, not traumatic, just off.
Like joy is something you remember feeling
but can't seem to touch right now.
And you're wondering, is this just how it is?
Let's stop right there.
You're not broken, you're not doing life wrong.
You're just in a season that's worn your soul thin.
Joy doesn't disappear forever.
It just sometimes gets buried under exhaustion,
disappointment, or quiet grief
we haven't made the space to name.
This is not your new permanent.
This is your body and spirit saying, I need time.
So let's begin small, really small.
Not with fix-it pressure,
but with gentle permission to notice again.
Sit in the sun for five minutes.
Play a song you used to love.
Drink water, breathe deeply.
Let one simple thing be enough for today.
Joy doesn't always return as fireworks.
Sometimes it tiptoes back in a whisper,
saying, I'm still here, I haven't left you,
and I'm just waiting until you can feel again.
You don't have to chase joy.
You just have to stay soft enough
to receive it when it comes.
Let your heart thaw slowly.
You're not behind, you won't feel numb forever,
and you are not alone.
Joy is possible, and it will find you again
starting right now.