Thoughts While Creating
Often I dream of flying.
It starts out as all black but with a flutter I am soon traveling great distances in total darkness. Although I am moving faster than I have ever in my life there is no fear only a peaceful knowing. Curving left than right I feel the tug of the universe in my soul.
Then a dot of light, it grows larger in size until I burst out amongst clouds of colors I have never seen before. Bubbly clouds of blue, orange, and white, floating in the heavens.
Other spirits join the flight and soon we are heading on a direct course into the light. Although the light is the brightest we have ever seen we can not turn away. It draws us closer and closer until we are overwhelmed with a feeling of love and peace that we have never felt before.
Thoughts of family and friends rapidly flash in my mind and there is a great remembrance of all times past. I know this place as I know myself.
We are going home.