The Muse may be finding her way to your back door…
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New story from the Muse at the Backdoor series – it may take you 5 whole minutes to slow down read the story. So if you a looking for a little dash of sparkle in your cup, enjoy!
Me in Paris in 2014, part of our honeymoon trip and a gathering of our community was with us – Photo by Jonathan McCloud
Red Thread Letter #806
Dear One,
I feel like I have so much to say and nothing to say. When I sit down to write you a letter these days, it mostly just comes out as some kind of prose. Rather than sound wisdom you can take and chew on in your life circumstances.
Crunchy nouns anyone?
Rather then fight it, and try to find something useful to say about what we are facing, I am going with it and trusting, that the Muse at the Backdoor might be just as much of what you need, as it is what I need. They are saucy but so healing.
Usually when I write these, a word or phrase comes to me in the morning, often waking me up. And then I work on them for days. By the time you see it, it has hours and hours of editing into it by me and others. That doesn’t mean there aren’t typos, it means with every minute more love is poured in to refine it as a present for you.
The words of this one that woke me up are, “Her words come to me charred” – I had to rush to the pen to try to capture what was coming through….which is not so easy with the Muse!
I hope the story provokes you to strike and pick up you pen, brush, drum…
To really speak to what is at hand in any logical way – a lot of reseach needs to be taken into consideration and it changes almost daily. Once source I trust that I have been going to for insight, is my friend Dr. Lissa Rankin.
I had a potent dream on the new moon, that the whole world awakened at once. It was such a powerful felt experience. So much joy! Then those of us with eyes open (edgewalking curiousity rebels) watched as the others blinked and slowly, with sleepy eyes turned away from what they now knew. It just appeared easier with more illusory perks and that was enough for many of us. Whoa. I saw and felt my lifelong dream. An Awake us.
This is not a commentary on human behaviour right now – although it may apply. I know many need to begin to find a way towards each others, with precaution. I pray for all involved trying to open, and then those participating. I hope to have an art event at a distance within a few weeks.
Writing you from my home perch, not rushing out just yet. Honoring the many we remember in honor.
Leaving the door open for the Muse…
With heart and sending love from my heart to yours across the cosmos Dear One,
I came across this photo of me with my cousin Bridget and my Aunt Janet and wanted to share it with you – these are two of the powerful women that have taught me so much.