I like to say, “I don’t rely on any muse, but on my own hard work.”
However, a recent dream tells me that I do listen to a muse.
In the dream…
I’m on one side of an empty room.
On the other side, several women stand in a group.
A woman supervisor comes over to present me with a new project. It’s a poem or like a poem.
I have to put my current project on hold and start this new one. The current project is also a poem or like a poem—but bigger than the new work.
Though I don’t know the reasons behind this change, I don’t argue.
The dream seemed to relate to a creative project I’d been planning. Something big—I like to think big. Something grand.
However, even before the dream, I sensed: now is not the right time for this project. My inner muse—my intuitive feeling sense—was trying to get through to me. But I didn’t want to listen—I wanted to daydream.
Ancient Greek mythology speaks of nine muses. Each one represents a form of human expression or knowledge: drama, music, dance, history, astronomy, and the different themes of poetry.
I probably have nine or so women in my dream. If I can connect with these muses—these inner aspects—I can indeed create something grand…no matter the size of the project.
So then, what is this shorter project?
I still don’t know. But I’m listening.
© 2017, Michael R. Patton
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