There’s a sound outside that reminds me of a singing bowl. It sounds beautiful in the middle of the night. Sounds seem brighter, and colors are shades of blue. It gives me inspiration to know that I can wake up in the dark, and still there is beauty.

I read a meme yesterday talking about how creative people do their best work at 3am. I believe that. There have been many times when I would wake up, write a poem, and go back to sleep peacefully.

I’m adjusting to waking up in the middle of the night. If I’m not writing, I’m reading. Recently, I’ve been reading The Untethered Soul. It’s a book about living completely with your consciousness, to let go of clinging, and let emotions and thoughts pass through as energy.

I’m learning a lot about how to let go and live more authenically. I am using my voice more and speaking my truth. It’s freeing to know that I deserve to take up space in this world and I do have an opinion. I have been told I am a smart woman, and I have the capacity to do anything I can put my mind to. Of course, there are limits. A fish can’t climb a tree.

I am really enjoying writing and have been told that I have a high level of inspiration to share in this moment in time. I owe it to the Universe for constantly allowing me to grow. There is no growth without pain. I have had a bit of a rough week. I was virtually alone with myself. My brain percieves being alone as danger. I know now that that was just an illusion. There is no danger in being alone. There can be great growth through that, and I’m excited to have been rid of that fear.

Sending love and light, Kel.