Dreamality

The older I get, the more that I realize my dreams are coinciding with reality. My life goals expand over an array of complexities...and allow me to keep myself grounded in this life. One thing is for certain...my ideal of dreams and reality. Dream...the place I often find myself wanting to live...not necessarily like a perfect dream world....but the dream of just simply being happy with the reality that has been given to me. It's really my dreamality that keeps me going....knowing that it will get better from this point of reality....and that the dream of what I desire will never die. It may not ever come my way....nor ever make me smile...but in dreamality....life always smiles at me. It gives me hope...and allows me to embrace the reality of the all that I encounter...with the twist of my dream being at the center of my heart...always. If I could ever say that I have lived a dreamality...it would be right now... today....to know that reality is colliding with a lifelong dream to create the beauty and light; of what I call a dreamality. It's real...and when all of life fails me, or I fail at life...the dreamality of this light will pick me up and gently carry me back to the birth of it's beauty.

Wisdom

An array of things encompassed my mind today. All in all though my heart is feeling blissfully happy with life. It is the happiness in this life that we create. If we seek out the beauty, it is favorable that beauty will be found. If we seek destruction than wreckage can never be mended. It's pretty amazing to know the harden soul...I had several years ago at this time... has truly been transformed. It's the hope and beauty of life that got me through. It's all around...it's the laughter of children playing, it's the bird with a song...singing. It's the rainbow, at the end of terrible storm. It's the light in the darkened room. It's the peace, amidst the confusion. It's smile that lifts your spirits. It's a unique connection that transcends time. It's the encouraging word and favorable winds that inspire the heart to believe. Someone asked me the other day....where did your wisdom come from? You are so full of it....well I had to chuckle at the humor of her question...but I paused before answering...and a photo journey in my heart flashed within my soul... In my most casual persona...I answered....I would have to say Life. Just seeing the simplicity and beauty creates the atmosphere of heightened inspiration. Life paints an array of beauty everyday...it's all in how we perceive the painting that teaches us wisdom.