Lao Tzu
“Spend time every
day listening to what your muse is trying to tell you.”
Saint Bartholomew
“Many things are
possible if you cinch your attention to them.”
Ken Alstead – Savvy
Sayin’s
I’m having relationship problems –
with my Muse. She’s giving me the
silent treatment. And if she
doesn’t speak, then I am the one who has nothing to say. That is always the hard part, waiting
for the Muse to speak to me, to give me something to say. Needless to say, it’s not a pleasant
experience. It’s like wanting to
go somewhere but waiting on someone else to get ready. And in this case, while I’m waiting, I
not allowed to just sit around and watch TV, or take a nap, or read a comic
book. No, I have to keep working. In fact, the Muse will make me wait
longer if she peeks around the corner and sees me off-task.
I’ve written about
the Muse before (http://robertf71.blogspot.com/2013/01/ive-fallen-in-love-with-someone-else.html). I love her but she can be very
frustrating. Being in relationship
with her is like being in relationship with anyone else. It has its rewards, but there’s also a
cost. She wants what
everyone else wants when I am with her – all of me. She wants my full attention, my full devotion and all of my
energy. She gets hurt or irritable
if she sees me doing something else while I’m supposed to be with her. She wants me to be completely present
with her. She doesn’t want me on
Facebook or on the phone or playing an online game. She will allow me to stop what I’m doing to research a
reference or a relevant quote, but she only tolerates this. She prefers that I wait until she is
done talking.
She also wants my
time. And she’s not consistent
about how she does this. First,
she expects me to be with her every day, without fail. She doesn’t want me to miss a day. In fact, what she prefers is a
scheduled time, not just when I can squeeze her in, but a time devoted solely
to her. Her favorite time to meet
with me is 5:00 a.m. If I am not
up at that time, then when I do wake up she says, in a small voice filled with
hurt and resolve, “Where have you been?”
She’s kind enough
to allow me my morning rituals, a little Bible reading, taking the dogs out,
and getting a cup of coffee. God
help me though if I let anything else distract me. And if I wake up too late and other demands take over, then
she will express her irritability in one of two ways.
She will either
say, “Forget it. I had something I
needed you to say, but obviously I’m not a priority right now, so I will give
this message to someone else.”
Or she will say,
“I have something I need you to say and I am not going to let you rest until
you get to work. Do whatever else
you choose to do, but know that you’re not going to enjoy any of it until you
get to work.”
In addition to my
scheduled time, she also expects me to be on call. She has come to me at all hours of the day and night. Sometimes she will whisper something in
my ear while I’m working on something else and she expects me to write a quick
note about it so I don’t forget.
Sometimes she wakes me up with a dream. Sometimes she does this in the middle of the night and she
wants me to wake up and write down what she said. Other times she will wake me up in the morning with a
message that I am supposed to share with the world.
She did this with
John Lennon when she gave him Instant Karma. She whispered the title in his head and
he got up, rushed to the studio and recorded the song.
"One
day Lennon awoke with a lyric in his mind and wrote a rough melody on his
piano, repeating the melody until he was satisfied with
it. He immediately proceeded to call producer Phil Spector: "Come over to Apple (studio) quick, I've
just written a monster."
The Muse is jealous, demanding and exacting. She wants and expects only my very
best, all the time and attention I can give her, and my fullest devotion. Still, I love her with all my
heart. Yes, there is a cost to
being in relationship with her, but there are rewards that far exceed any
costs.
1.
She is incredibly patient
with me. Despite my failures and
inconsistencies, she never leaves me.
She might not speak to me for a while, but as long as I sit down and do
my work, she will always share something new with me.
2.
She doesn’t get upset if I
get attention or positive feedback for the work she has given me. If someone says, “Robert, you are a
good writer,” she lets me enjoy that even though she and I both know that
everything came from her. We just
wink and smile at each other.
3.
She gives me Purpose and
structure. Without her, honestly,
I’d be a mess. I would be walking
around not knowing what to do with my time. I’d have no energy, no motivation and no joy. Honestly, I’d have no reason for
living. That is not a suicidal
thought; I’m simply saying that without Purpose, all I’m doing is taking up
space. I remember how often I
would wander around wondering what to do, when so much was and so many were
waiting for me to get to work with full presence.
4.
She makes me better at
everything she has asked me to do.
When I am writing, she makes me a better writer. When I am doing career coaching or teaching
or speaking, she makes me better.
When I am studying, she gives me the right materials so that I don’t
waste my time. In fact, there are
no wrong materials because she teaches me how to use anything and everything
and give it back to the world as a blessing.
5.
This is the best part: she loves me. She loves me with all her heart. She has told me this many times. She wants the best for me. She wants me to be happy. She wants me to feel good about myself and to be able to
look at myself in the mirror. She
wants me to be better than I am.
She wants me to be the person I am meant to be. When she and I struggle, it is always
because I am not living to my fullest potential. It is always because I am not doing my best. And this hurts her because she knows it
hurts me. When I am present with
her, she holds my hand, sits on my lap or rubs my back.
So, the relationship problems I have with the Muse are
easily fixed. I just have to do
what she wants. All I have to do
is to Get Started and Keep Going.
And I don’t mind at all because I love her with all my heart, too.
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