Is the essence of a joyful life what you notice? Not so long ago, I would notice what was wrong. It came from a place of wanting to help and looking for problems to solve. I grew up in a kindly family where love was often equated with helping and fixing things. My parents were children of World War 2, a time of ‘make do and mend’. No problem was too great. Nothing broken couldn’t be put back together. As children, this attitude made us tenacious and hard working. But this last year, what I am noticing more is the extraordinary and the beautiful. This shift has made my life flow more sweetly. Instead of seeing problems all around me, now wherever I look I see the magnificence of the world, of people and places. The extraordinary is now interwoven like seams of gems into my every day.