Passive Resistance

Words swirl around in my mind

just out of reach of my fingertips 

so I look at the sky and 

wonder how many shades of blue

horizon to horizon dome our world

gilt edged wings fly gulls into the azure space

in the peace of morning quiet by the ocean

while the muse plays a game of hide and seek

I sit quietly and watch the sky, mountains and shore

feel the warmth of the sun on my toes

breathe in air freshened from the night

listen to distant rumble of early traffic

letting the muse play 

while I soak in the morning  ~

A kindness to the muse and this writer.

“Being gentle doesn’t stop us fighting for our dreams.”

~ Fennel Hudson, Traditional Angling - Fennel’s Journal - No.6

Vanished

I’ve lost it. 

‘It’ isn’t something solid, visual, with shape or form.

‘It’ is invisible, until I make it visible. 

But only visible on the page or the screen. 

So how do I find something so illusive?

go for a walk?

bake some bread?

get quiet or turn the music up?

get really tired or be rested and energetic?

Oh, I know! Get my nails dirty in the garden.

The fickle muse vanishes without so much as a

‘See you later!’

Rather unkind, don’t you think?

But I’m a patient person…

I'll continue to create anyway!

So there.

“Inspiration is the windfall from hard work and focus. 

Muses are too unreliable to keep on the payroll.”

~ Helen Hanson, author

Going Forward

Looking at our past lives

through all of our years

whether reading old journals or 

paging through old photographs

or just remembering 

other times, places and friends

can bring smiles and laughter,

sadness and tears, or just plain embarrassment ~

“How could I have done that……

         …….said that

              ……..worn that outfit?”

Bringing kindness into those pictures of the past helps to 

 ….polish old smiles and laughter

   ….. and softens painful past memories.

“Be kind to yourself, so you can be happy enough to be kind to the world.”

~ Misha Collins, author