This is one cotton candy field. Yes, this is basically how it makes feel my environment and myself. Cotton candy in motion, to be more exact. I wish Angelgome could come up with one of his fancy gifs right now, to describe the situation.
I’ll try with words. Actually, this is the kind of field that I wouldn’t review. All the more because I really don’t like words but still play around with them to become friends with my “enemies”. And writing this review also to avoid any “this field is soooooooooo underrated” remark 
Anyway, it’s still too early to write anything conclusive but first of all, this one feels really harmonious with Plasma Flower. Unsurprisingly. As if this one was taking the Flower’s power to vaporize it all around.
Speaking of the “power” thing: my views on this word have dramatically changed over time. Same for the “influence, authority, and efficacy” parts that are encompassed by power anyway. The tranquil, subtle, naked kind of power.
The power to change and the power to accept stuff that can’t be changed (happens too). The power to apologize and the power to forgive, be it others or oneself, as expressed beautifully by Pia in response to Ray’s courageous post:
The power to acknowledge one’s own polarities/contradictions before milkshaking them for good. The power to soften the edges when necessary, without thinking of it as a weakness, failure, principle crusher nor self-betrayal. The power to stand still. The power to heal one’s own ego wounds without waiting for something/someone else’s intervention (say, not waiting for an apology that will never come). And I assume that those are the easiest ones to heal, since they’re mostly based on words and incredibly superficial causes.
“X said this and I replied that and then we started pulling each other’s hair but I was right and blabla.”
Hey! What the hell? Isn’t that a shame that we’re still stuck in this kind of mud? But like I said: “the power to accept what can’t be changed” applies here.
So yes, the immersion in this field has taken me in this kind of direction. Not because it’s its purpose, but rather because it’s allowing me to repel and purify all the artificial stuff listed in the previous paragraphs. Allowing me to see what I will leave behind before reaching the heart of the matter.
etc., etc., blablabla.