THE MUSE WAS IN

22  oct   2011     >  8/16   >   Balance/lust/Tower

 

How do you align yourself with your best self?

What are the ‘roots’ of your journey in this life, and how do you attend to them?

What do you do to give yourself balance?

 

Art openings… so fun.  Kay Yourist’s Pottery Studio.  A great gathering of art, and people. I indulge myself in a very sensual piece of pottery.  My friend Susan and I are gonna take a pot throwing class this winter.  Whoppee. I’m thinking that clay is very sexy.  I’m just sayin…

 

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The Muse was in and being

what any good Muse will be

there is no defining the giving

A Muse just happens for me

 

Some Muses last a lifetime

Some float back out to the sea

Some Muses give a short time

My Muses come n’ go as I please

 

A Muse may not have a clue

That they inspire creativity’s test 

They are part of that crazy stew

I stir to feed what might become my best

 

The Muse was in and being

What any good Muse can be

I take what I can in the feeling

Let the musing take hold of me

 

There is no clear defining

What a Muse is meant to be

Mine pull on some heart string

That rolls me out to the deep sea

 

I’m not so good at swimming

thus I rely on my clever mind

To muse around inviting

Stories that I make up and find

 

Inspired by the Muse tides

That bathe what does inspire

Diving deep on the inside 

I let my words conspire