I don’t feel well. I don’t feel comfortable. In fact, I feel very uncomfortable and weird.
What has changed? Only words. Words have changed. The words have gone out into the universe and nothing has changed.
Here is my writing prompt:
Look to nature and the elements around you, and you’ll see that the universe unfolds gradually—the seasons of the year, the phases of the moon, the rising and falling of the tides, the orbits of the planets. Life is a gradual unfolding and each step illuminates the path ahead a little more, lighting the way just enough to reveal what comes next: the next word to write, or the next musical note to play, or the next corner of the canvas to paint. Trust the unfolding; it will lead you where you need to go.