This phrase, from the TV show Watson last Sunday evening, resonates with me. The Watson series is a “medical drama with detective elements”, which revolves around the character of Dr. John Watson from Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes stories.

NASA astronaut and Artemis II Commander Reid Wiseman took this picture of Earth from the Orion spacecraft’s window after completing the translunar injection burn.
It seems like our world is trying to shrink in the most terrible ways. The misery of politics dominates our focus and our discussions. Maybe I should only speak for myself, but I hate to turn on the tv, or read the news because there is a constant onslaught of politics and war. I want to stay informed, but often feel like I’m drowning in the world’s pain: the political division, wars, racism, sexism, poverty, climate change…. I can’t understand why anyone would want to make the world this way – treating others as less-than, as objects instead of humans, and destroying everything around us…

One of my many life purposes is to stand up for issues that I believe in, to champion equality, and to make a difference. I dream of a more equitable world for all. I feel like I’ve spent my entire life doing what I can to make it better. I went to college to become an educator, librarian, and counselor so that I could give every kid the very best Chance at a good future. I’ve worked in schools, libraries, colleges, bookstores, factories, and many other places. I’ve volunteered in multiple agencies: to help protect families, kids, women, to help people with differing abilities ride horses, to help children learn to read… And donated as much as I could to make lives better.
Yet, every time I look up lately, things seem to have gotten worse. More inequality. More people in poverty. While a tiny percent of people get richer and seem to have no sense of honor or decency.
It’s easy to feel like any Joy I find is selfish or an escape for caring about others’ tragedies.
But Joy isn’t an escape from reality; it’s a way of resisting despair. One of my nicknames is Rebel Rosie, and with that I can never stop fighting for what I care about.
Joy deserves more of our attention. We can’t help the world when we fall into the hole of suffering, blinded and deafened by misery.
We are responsible for offering one another understanding, kindness, and action when it’s needed. That’s what makes Joy so important, it inspires us to stay optimistic and seek out solutions, rather than dwelling on the worst of humanity.
We can feel both deep sorrow and incredible awe. We can care deeply about the world and still laugh at something silly. We can enjoy life and still need it to be better.
Joy is not frivolous or betrayal. It’s fuel and resilience.

It’s what lets us stay open instead of shutting down.
It’s what keeps our world from collapsing into a single point of pain.
I had to write this as a reminder to self, to not let my world shrink and trap me in misery. I need to keep myself going, stay aware to do what I can, and keep finding Joy.
Part of my quest is to stay in touch with joy, real joy, the kind that fits right into my heart, and makes me smile.
Keep joy alive, don’t let it die under the weight of politics and misery. Don’t let it darken our words, our interests, our hobbies, our light, our vision for what could be.
Hold onto whatever brings you joy like the valuable experiences they are.
We can be real about both: the hard things and the happy things.
A few examples:
- While war with Iran persists, we went around the Moon.
- Despite disturbing sexism, milestones occur; for instance, an 81-year-old Georgia widow voted for the first time after her late husband told her women shouldn’t vote.
- Though medical debt remains ridiculously high and families are losing their homes because of it, a North Carolina hospital company forgave the medical debt of 11,500 patients.
- Food waste is a terrible concern as supermarkets throw away tons of food every day while people go hungry, current legislative action in France, Italy, and the Czech Republic now requires supermarkets to donate edible food instead of bleaching it and dumping it into landfills.
Historically, people have found joy in the worst circumstances imaginable. Not because they were ignoring reality, but because joy helped them survive it. It’s a form of resistance.
Joy motivates us to continue searching for needed solutions, while loving all the things that are so very good right in this moment.























































































































