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With the Wind Comes the Muse

April 9, 2013

Or maybe it’s the other way around, perhaps the wind brings the muse, not on wings or whispers but banging and raging against the windowpane, rattling the door in its jamb. Spring is here and the north wind blows. In a day the wet world becomes dry, the character of the garden changes from winter mulch to a realm of possibility. And so, it seems, does the inside of my head where the little nagging voice that for months has been a soft and quiet reminder suddenly becomes insistent. It is time. For me it is time to write, but each of us has something brewing, some seedling started, some sense of promise not to be ignored. A boat to build before June, a sleeve to knit, a room to rearrange. It’s spring. 

Often I find that spring cleaning is an interesting interior event, while shaking out the drapes and rearranging the sofa, the interior furniture of my imagination gets dusted off and plumped up, adjusted and polished so that the little bits and pieces of ideas that over winter have come and gone with varying degrees of light and enthusiasm in front of the hearth fire of my creative mind now order themselves into voices, insistent voices, the voice of the Muse. Now is the time to begin. 

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Kathleen Britton permalink
    April 9, 2013 4:36 pm

    Did you write this for me? Sure seems like it not to mention its been crazy windy the last few days….k

    Sent from my iPhone

  2. April 9, 2013 6:31 pm

    Couldn’t agree more with the final paragraph. Spring cleaning in the home creates space in one’s head for creativity to flourish x

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