“I was wondering why the frisbee was getting bigger and bigger. And then it hit me.”
There is a little sign on my table with that quote and every time I see it, I smile. Its probably been there for a decade, maybe more. And still it makes me smile. I even smiled when I went to look at it to double-check the punctuation for this blog. Still funny.
My apartment is filled with things to make me smile. I’ve been asked a few times what my decorating style is. And after a few attempts at online quizzes, I finally figured it out. It is “things I like.” I want my home to have things that I like, things that make me smile, things that bring me joy. Now I’m not organized enough to be like that Marie Kondo (who now has a store to buy over-priced things…um, what??!!??). But I definitely like having those objects of joy.
One thing I do really like from the Marie Kondo bandwagon is the idea of “sparking joy.” I think its because I like the word spark.
“We are the spark that will light the fire that’ll burn the first order down.” – Poe Dameron
A spark is such a tiny thing. Literally. But it can help to toast a s’more, light a fire in the darkness, add warmth to a cold night, or destroy an evil intergalactic empire. The sun is countless sparks working together. And a matchstick creates a flicker that needs to be protected from a breeze.
Sparks are the start of something that could be everything. So I think I will never not find “spark” hopeful, just as I will never not find heart-shaped potatoes funny.
“Rebellions are built on hope.” – Jyn Erso