The Muse Will Come

 

I hugged a woman who cried to me that she had lost her muse.

She said she felt paralyzed and couldn’t create.

She even said she felt like God was punishing her for years of being too purist in her discernment of what makes a “real” artist.

She must have given me every excuse as to why she “couldn’t” create…

“I don’t have good light, not enough space, not enough time.”

But she cried…because she felt like this was who she was.

So I hugged her and told her to go easy on herself.

And to simply make marks for 5 minutes today. On a piece of paper in your kitchen, in not so perfect light.

Set a timer and have no agenda, no tie to the outcome.

Just let your body remember what it feels like to move with a brush.

And forgive yourself for any time seen as wasted…by who?!

We need to stop judging ourselves and just do the dang thing.

The muse will come by doing.

 

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