Allowing the Muse

It is an interesting concept to externalize the Muse as a deity or person. As writers and artists have said over many years, put in the hours and do the work and sometimes the Muse shows up. The Muse bestows brilliance that transcends your limits. It is magic. It is connected, engaged freedom. Beauty surrounds us, we are made of love. I cannot chase it, demand it, or need it. I can only busy myself with my work and make myself vulnerable to the Muse. I cannot be sad when the Muse does not come back—begging and bargaining scares away the muse. I can only be humbled and grateful that the Muse ever came once, and if lucky, more than once.  I will return to the studio and do my work, make the time and space, and allow the Muse to come, to be enjoyed. To make work that others can appreciate, enjoy, and be inspired to show up to do their own work.  I will ask him, without atlantic meds com expectation, to come.

I turned to my Greek reference shelf to do a little reading up about the Muse. Of course Homer, and many other Greeks, started their story-telling by beckoning the Muse. “Menin Aieda Thea…” which translates to “Wrath Sing Goddess”.  The Greeks put the word with the most emphasis at the first place in the sentence. You will know when hearing the first word of the first sentence of the Iliad that the story coming will be about about Wrath.

Yes, this is an image of a sculpture of beautiful Apollo. What might my Muse look like? Will I get to immortalize him on in a drawing or shape? I hope he will visit me long enough to capture the essence on paper.

Sing Joy, Muse.

Sing Pleasure and Surprise.

Sing Trust. Sing Intimacy.

Muse: Sing Connection. Guide my hand.