Reasons Unspoken

Tuesday, July 29, 2025

Good morning, The Wondefell Way.

Hi. O/

Welcome back.

Whatever good morning salutation that gets you glad to be here... have it.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

Summer... even for Summer has been hot this year.

Even Abe appreciates the AC.

Slow words to rise morning again.

I do hope this journal offers you some peace.

I do hope it's a reminder you're more than checklists done.

Spectacles don't make the world go 'round.

A patient persistent feeling that life matters does.

Life matters for reasons unspoken.

And I know they're joyful ones.

I know for no measurable reason Abe sometimes wakes up from a nap, walks outside, spots a toy and runs!

And runs!

Circle, circle, tosses the toy in the air, catches it, or drops it... but picks it up again and runs!

Again!

Life is worth so much more than we remind ourselves it is.

Worth more than spectacle News Flashes.

I'm not alone knowing this. I just choose to share it.

That Life has an intrinsic value, that our moments mean more than we know, that wonder and a grateful humility to be alive.. to have Life!... ought to quietly accompany our moments.

At least be brought to our awareness now and then.

O/

When we take a moment to remember we're alive our whole life grows towards improvement.

There's this Great Dream, this Great Story, called Life, and you are an active part of it.

You are the director and actor of your own story in this Great Story called Life.

I know from years of witness and wonder The Great Story called Life is not a tragedy.

I know my dog at times for no reason at all grabs a toy and runs and dances and plays.

I know that his no reason at all is his insistence on joy.

That we can feel joy, that we can feel good, means we should.

Because we have the opportunity to feel good means good exists, means something immeasurable is here, some great purpose we all share but feel mathematically inadequate to discuss.

I'm discussing it.

It's what poetry and poets are for...

All that Science leaves behind.

Everything your cellphone AI existence can't bring you is my life's work.

Joy! Wonder! Life alive!

And Love! Don't forget Love.

We measure these things with words, with art, with moments of wonder.

Take care, spot your metaphorical squeaky toy, share your joy, and make wonderful this wonderful day.