Some experiences in my life have become references for what I want more of.
Snippets of moments in time where I felt a certain way, had certain thoughts, held certain beliefs.
Over the last while I am actively cultivating a list. It serves me in these ways: As a coherent story of what joy is for me. To help me notice when something like that is brewing. To then gently shepherd it into existence.
Taking note of my past reference experiences helps me take note when another one wants to start.