This is another excerpt from my journal that I would like to share. It needs editing, but I liked it, and hope you will too!
There’s a lot of light in this place.
It’s a haven of pure air and high spirits. It makes me feel like there’s no darkness left in my reality; by this I know it can’t be reality.
That doesn’t mean it isn’t real. Perhaps I’m on a different plane.
It has to be a dream.
I sit on the ground and let it soak in – energy, inspiration, peace. Could this be the place ideas come from?
Could this weightlessness be the root of my inspiration?
Closing my eyes, I search my mind, seeking ideas for my next poem…here in this place of light.