An Other World – Hightech Kite
I dreamed I was floating on a hightech kite. It was weird. There was no wind. My craft landed softly in glassy water the color of gods, and I wondered at the quietest and most beautiful sunrise I’d ever seen. May you know this peace.
An Other World – Pink Moon
I dreamed I sat in stillness on a covered dock. The circular motion of my breath pulled me inward and outward at the same time, like the flow of the tides. A Pink Moon rose, accompanied by the faint music of stars, and each breath solidified my awareness. Of wonder. Of connection. Of oneness.
Inspiration
Inspiration, where does it come from? Listening. Reading. Writing. Playing. Observing. Talking out ideas. Inspiration comes from doing, even if what you’re doing is watching the clouds drift by. Posted with Blogsy
