Supplies are Sacred Joy

We tend to look for joy in the big moments—epic vacations, major milestones, flashes of revelation. 

But maybe joy is hiding in plain sight. 

What if the cosmic breadcrumbs aren’t just showing up in dreams or playlists… but in printer paper, folders, and that pen that glides just right?

Because for some of us, there’s nothing better than fresh office supplies.

Yes, seriously.

The first page of a ream of paper feels like possibility. 

A fun folder? Instant categorization of chaos. 

And a good pen? That’s how vision becomes form, one smooth stroke at a time.

It might sound quirky to some, but this is where my joy sparks—tiny jolts of alignment that whisper:

You were designed to bring order to the unfolding. To file the frequencies. To label the sacred.

I used to think it was just a personality quirk. Now I know—this love of creating structure, clarity, and tools is part of how I move through the world. 

And maybe it's not just me. 

Maybe we all have little everyday things that call to us because they resonate with who we are at our core.

So if you’re someone who feels a little spark when a drawer is finally organized, or you get a strange thrill from color-coded tabs…you’re not alone. 

That’s joy. 

Real joy. 

The kind that roots you in the now and connects you to the all-that-is.

We don’t always need a cosmic lightning bolt.
Sometimes, we just need the right folder.

And maybe, just maybe… quantum joy lives in the margins.