According to Vocabulary.com, “As a verb, to muse is to consider something thoughtfully. As a noun, it means a person–especially a woman–who is a source of artistic inspiration.”
The entry goes on to state, “In mythology, the Muses were nine goddesses who symbolized the arts and sciences. Today, a muse is a person who serves as an artist’s inspiration. Often filmmakers talk about a certain actor being a muse–meaning the actor inspired a movie. Writers, painters, musicians, and other artists have muses. Muse can also mean thinking deeply. If you muse about something, you’re giving it serious thought. You can’t muse in five seconds. People often muse on certain ideas for years.”
So now that we know what a muse is, and what to muse means, we can begin.
What would you do if you had opportunity to not only be inspired by, but also talk to, your muse? We’re talking an artist’s work that touched you in ways you’d never been reached before.
What would you do if this opportunity came to you?
Would you shun it, counting yourself unworthy?
Would you cautiously dip your toes into the pool of inspiration?
Or would you leap headlong into it–diving in, not considering the consequences?
All because you were so inspired?
I had such an opportunity, and unfortunately chose option three: I waded into the waters of inspiration heedlessly. I found myself so musing upon my muse that I became bemused. To the detriment of other aspects of my life.
Although innocent enough at its outset, this quest for inspiration became to me like Tolkien’s One Ring: it corrupted my thought while yet inspiring my work.
The sweet draught of inspiration became to me a poison, and I had to let my muse go.
And needless to say: I have a new muse today.
His name is Jesus.