Does this spark joy?
From now until the end of time, this is the only question that truly matters to me. I can thank Marie Kondo for this revelation; her new Netflix series, Tidying Up, asks participants to go through their possessions and pick them up one-by-one and ask that simple question.
Now, I can’t help but follow suit.
Maybe I’m a bandwagoner, but honestly, I can just relate. I too have piles of clothes, and a few drawers of junk that are left sitting and wallowing in their thin layer of dust. Does everyone have a drawer dedicated entirely to manuals and appliance instructions? Those could maybe spark a flame, but probably nothing else.
I’m asking this question beyond items, too. It’s funny, since I never expected a reality show about organizing homes to lead to existential exploration. But here I am, sitting and wondering about clutter that has built up internally, filling the cracks and crevices of my mind and spirit.
Does this spark joy?
How often do we pause to ask ourselves basic questions? More times than not, I just assume I know the answer and am acting on a path to right-ness. I make decisions based on plans and goals, and I rarely question if those plans and goals align with my own happiness.
And I guess, after asking the question, you have to make a decision: can you put off that joy for a little while?
My best example is my heaviest. You know what does not make me happy? My freelance writing gig. It simply doesn’t. I feel stressed and both under and overwhelmed, all at once, nearly each night in the work week. However, my goals of financial security, which will lead to a house and a dog and a sense of home for my husband and I, do spark joy. And the paycheck I get every two weeks? A lot of it. I sing along to Cardi B’s “Money,” relating to her track more than I’d like to admit.
I have a new task. Even when it isn’t easily answered, don’t write off the question. Even when it’s complicated and open-ended and I don’t like the results, I shouldn’t stop digging deeper, to the source of my emotions. In just about every facet of my life, sparking joy is a catalyst into a deeper and more fulfilled conversation with myself.
Thank you, Marie. I hope to never stop asking.