The deeper dimensions of joy

I'm sure you know what it is like to drive along on a hot day and see what appears to be a pool of water shimmering on the road ahead. You keep driving, but you never catch up to it; it remains always just a little bit ahead of you.

Have you ever found yourself chasing after joy in the same way—reaching sometimes desperately for it but finding it always somewhere out there, just beyond reach? Obviously, what seems to be a pool of water on the road ahead is an illusion, and when happiness seems to elude us we may begin to wonder if this thing called "joy" is also an illusion.

Endless beginnings
November 4, 1985

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