The Motions That Make It Real

Wednesday, May 14, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Woof, woof. How are you? O/

Abe thought he'd say hello, too.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

Clay... of all metaphors to make regarding spirit, I'm choosing clay.

It has definite ways to work with it.

Our hands mold the formation of it as it spins.

Our dreams mold spirit as it spins, repetitions of the same fantasy.

After the mold is set it's placed in a fire to give it permanence.

After a dream is set it's placed in the electrical fire it takes to move the body, to make the motions to give it permanence, to make it real.

The motions that make it real. A good title and a good definition of what Life is for. A place, and a body, to do the actions to make dreams real.

How are your dreams? How are your actions? Do they match? Do they serve each other?

I hope so. You deserve fulfilment.

Life is not an exercise in touch; life is the experience of touching dreams.

Sun's up.

Sparrows and blue jays and birds I often write about drop down, pick up food and debris to make nests, then lift off back to their homes under construction.

The nearby monastery bells chime breakfast time for the devout.

Slow pokes.

I've been at it for hours.

Prayers to a page, daydreams to the sky.

Writing the sunrise to right the day.

Words of witness of what's wonderful.

Take care, dream a day, then live wonderful that wonderful day.