What SIMPLE JOY Really Means To Me
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| Rice fields at sunset – the moment that helped me understand simple joy. (Photo by Tuแบฅn Vลฉ from Pexels) |
When people ask me what "simple joy" means, I used to struggle to put it into words. I’d say things like "the little things" or "being happy with what you have" – but it never felt quite right. It wasn’t until I sat on a small stone wall overlooking my neighborhood in Sumedang one evening that it finally clicked.
IT STARTED WITH RICE FIELDS
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| Farmers wrapping up their day – their laughter carried on the evening breeze. (Photo by Andry Sasongko from Pexels) |
The sun was setting, painting the sky over the rice fields in soft oranges and purples. Below me, farmers were packing up their tools – laughing as they called out to each other across the wet earth. A breeze carried the smell of damp soil and kemangi (basil) from a nearby garden.
In that moment, I didn’t have a plan. I wasn’t checking my phone or thinking about tomorrow’s to-do list. I was just there – watching how the last rays of sun made the water in the rice paddies glow like scattered coins.
That’s when I realized: simple joy isn’t just about small things – it’s about being fully present for them.
TO ME, SIMPLE JOY IS...
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| Simple joy shows up everywhere – in familiar faces, tiny details, and community moments.(Photo by Jeffry Surianto from Pexels) |
- Not rushing past the familiar: It’s stopping to say "salam" to the uncle who sells Tahu every morning, even when I’m in a hurry.
- Finding magic in the mundane: It’s noticing how dew clings to corn leaves in the morning, or how my mom’s hands move as she rolls lumpia.
- Celebrating small connections: It’s waving to neighbors as they walk by, or sharing a laugh with the kids who play soccer on our street after school – these little bonds make our community feel like family.
- Letting go of "more": It’s choosing to sit on our porch with a cup of tea instead of scrolling for something "exciting" – because the warmth in my hands and the sound of chickens clucking is enough.
- Tying to place: It’s feeling rooted to this land – knowing that every hill I climb, every market I visit, and every warung I stop at is part of what makes me who I am.
IT’S NOT ALWAYS EASY
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| The aunty at my local warung always knows when I need a warm glass of tea. (Photo by Noval Gani from Pexels) |
I won’t lie – there are days when I feel restless. When I scroll through photos of faraway places and wonder if I’m missing out. But then I walk down to the warung near my place, and the aunty just hands me a glass of warm teh tawar without me even asking. She just knows.
That’s what simple joy really means to me: it’s the space between "what I want" and "what I have" – where gratitude lives. And it’s why I started Simple Joy 101 – to share these moments from Sumedang, and hopefully help you find your own simple joy too.
WHAT ABOUT YOU?
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| What does simple joy look like in your life? (Photo by freestocks.org from Pexels) |
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