A Puff

Tuesday, June 10, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Feeling strong, all day long.

Some sign of something good came to mind this morning, is what I hope for you.

Persistent days of insistent rains here, of late.

The sky debates sunshine.

Later than usual start, the weather caters to sleep.

Hope all's well with you.

Time for a spell or two.

Here we go.

On with our show...

Health and wealth and hurricanes, things we discuss.

Lately rain smacked the ground, woke the stems from the seeds, the green from the stems, Summer waits for the Sun.

How are your dreams?

You ought to check in on them time and again.

Mine rest on pages yet read, words left unsaid, from lack of sharing.

'It's all in the timing." It's said.

Which is only true based on how you define 'it'.

When and what is your it?

What's your dream look like reached and held?

Where do you stand?

What do you hold when you say, "This is it! I did it!"?

What's your masterpiece made manifest?

A new house? A car? A happier child? Better days spent doing a better job?

Music played? Paintings finished and shared? Satisfaction for the day for a lullaby?

That's always a great marker for how well we serve our dreams, how easy it is to fall asleep.

When bedtime requires an orange bottle an hour or so before to happen, check-in with what you're doing to serve your dreams and check-off Pick up Prescriptions from the Pharmacy.

I know something about you that you forgot; you're alive.

I know it's true because you're reading these words.

I know you read them because for some reason they lift you up, help you remember your power to dream, and the power you have to make those dreams come true.

Where do your dreams come from?

Did you ever think something divine gave them to you to see that you accomplish them?

I did. O/

It's why I'm here.

To remind you every morning, you write your own story of actions to best serve your dreams.

There's a ghost... a puff of The Breath of Life in you called your inspiration, your spark.

You wake up to ignore it or to grow it.

The former exhausts you and leaves you empty.

The later lifts you and leaves you inspired.

Remember your dream of you today, serve it, be lifted, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.