Wiley's Wisdom

Joy: From the Ground Up

Dream A Little Dream June 20, 2014

I don’t think I would admit it to just anyone. But I’ve been having this nightmare over and over ever since I heard the worst bedtime story ever. Apparently the other day when mom and dad took dear baby Carter to see all of those other babies, crying happened. A lot of crying. It was one of those instances where the people thought it was a good idea to take pictures of all six children (who are under the age of 3) together for some silly reason. The joke is on them.Dreaming in Fairy Tales

Today I finally saw video documentation of the moments, and I’ve got to say. It was pretty epic. One baby was crying and the rest chimed in like it was Canon in D handbell-style. But it wasn’t. It was family weekend with babies and everything was supposed to be perfect. The thing is, life is so frequently imperfect that it makes me wonder about this thing called perfection in the first place.

Perfection, when it does happen, seems unreal. Like it’s somehow unbelievable or unattainable or something. Reality is so much better if you find a way to discover joy in. Because (at least in my humble doggie opinion) there is too much pressure when one is in constant pursuit of perfection. It does not align with the pursuit of happiness, therefore I do not support it.

So in this moment of reality that I’ve relived over and over as a nightmare, I find an ironic sense of peace. Call me an optimist, but even in nightmares I find serenity if I search hard enough. Today didn’t take much of a search. I don’t suppose I should be surprised that today’s source of wisdom is inspired by a favorite transcendentalist thinker of mine.

“For each thorn, there’s a rosebud… for each twilight — a dawn… for each trial — the strength to carry on,” suggested Ralph Waldo Emerson. “For each stormcloud — a rainbow… for each shadow — the sun… for each parting — sweet memories when sorrow is done.”

Not every dream ends in happiness. Not every day is filled with rosebuds, or dawns, or strength or rainbows. But these are the days that make us appreciate the days filled with smiles, sunshine and all things happy. These are the days filled with joy, from the ground up.


8 Responses to “Dream A Little Dream”

  1. Crying babies in stereo can sap your strength for sure. But that’s when the joy is most important! You and R.W. Emerson – killing it once again with a great quote. Well done, W. Keep smiling.

    Love and licks,

  2. Lyn Says:

    I just love rainbows! They always remind me of God’s promises. Did you know, Wiles, that you can’t see a rainbow unless the sun is behind you. I guess you could say you have to face the gloom before you can see the joy.

    • I do love God’s promises. I believe. And your way of saying this about seeing gloom in order to see joy sounds entirely worthwhile to me. Thanks again for sharing your thoughts with me.
      Lots of love,

  3. utesmile Says:

    Yes , you need rainy days to appreciate the sunny days…. if life was a bed of roses, we would get bored…. 🙂

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