Muse in the Morning

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Muse in the Morning

The muses are ancient.  The inspirations for our stories were said to be born from them.  Muses of song and dance, or poetry and prose, of comedy and tragedy, of the inward and the outward.  In one version they are Calliope, Euterpe and Terpsichore, Erato and Clio, Thalia and Melpomene, Polyhymnia and Urania.

It has also been traditional to name a tenth muse.  Plato declared Sappho to be the tenth muse, the muse of women poets.  Others have been suggested throughout the centuries.  I don’t have a name for one, but I do think there should be a muse for the graphical arts.  And maybe there should be many more.

Please join us inside to celebrate our various muses…

An Opened Mind XXXIX:  finis

Sixty-three days until I turn sixty.


Doorway

Mort

At some instant

one day

the words will cease to flow

their creator (or vessel)

having passed through

the Door

between herenow

and therethen

The words left behind

the ideas they expressed

the actions they instigated

will be all

that remains

to weigh the meaning

of this particular existence

Regret is extinguished

if the words

have expressed

peacefulness

concern and care

and a life lived well

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–September 21, 2007

I know you have talent.  What sometimes is forgotten is that being practical is a talent.  I have a paucity for that sort of talent in many situations, though it turns out that I’m a pretty darn good cook.  🙂  

Let your talent bloom.  You can share it here.  Encourage others to let it bloom inside them as well.

Won’t you share your words or art, your sounds or visions, your thoughts scientific or philosophic, the comedy or tragedy of your days, the stories of doing and making?  And be excellent to one another!

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  1. eye of the storm…. or a frontal shot of a dark colored rose….

    Oh and good morning!

  2. as always, Robyn. Thanks for sharing it… along with your positive message for all of us to consider.

  3. Psalms Beyond the Speed of Light

    Variations on The Myth of Zeus & Semele

    Poetry

    For the Atomic Age…

    Semele, a mortal, human woman, was courted, loved by Zeus.

    And he, Zeus, so the story goes, was extraordinarily enamoured with her, Semele, the mortal woman…

    As a token of his love, he asked her, promised, he would give her whatever she most desired, as a statement of his love for her.

    Since he always appeared to her in human form, she asked him to appear to her in his form as god…

    Alas, Zeus realized, that to appear before her in his form as God

    Would…be too much for her to sustain…

    …the answer is about the evolution of consciousness,

      is about the conjugal integtration of the human with /

      the divine…fill in the remainder…

    • RiaD on January 31, 2008 at 3:40 pm

    excellent offerings…

    making me feel better just perusing them

    i like the door in the rose.

    • Alma on January 31, 2008 at 8:14 pm

    It brought tears to my eyes.  I think we can safely say that your regret has been extinguished.  I think you have a few (20 or more) years to go yet.

    Is the art supposed to look so different when you go to the link for bigger?  

    OT-  I have friends coming to visit in about 10 days, and I’m starting to panic on whether I’ll get my house cleaned in time.  Its in really bad shape, and packed with stuff.  🙁

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