a muse may appear in many forms
What you see is what you get.
You may feel that call in the form of a hunger, an itch, a gentle nudge — or a precipitous push. If you happen to be listening, you may half-hear a haunting tune. And if you open your eyes and look, at just the right moment, just out of the corner of your eye, you may see a shift in the shadows, the glow of a firefly, a trace of luminescence — was that a shooting star? — and you might just catch a glimpse of a muse, hidden in the half-light.
Listen up! The muses may be singing to you.
Listen quietly. Your muse may pause to whisper a word in your ear, and then breeze lightly by — or linger with you, in the warm laugh of a lover.
The muse may catch your ear, and draw you close, with the hushed tones of a traveler telling a tale by the light of a fire — or stir your soul with the sound of a piper’s reeds, murmuring in the mountain mist.
A muse may wander by and whistle a slightly-familiar tune, just to get your attention — or jingle you gently, with the sound of sleigh bells, muffled by freshly falling snow.
One day, you may hear a muse in an encouraging word from a friend. The next, in the kindness of a stranger.
Listen closely: the muse may speak to you in the quiet patience of a teacher — or softly echo the wise advice of a long-ago mentor.
Remember: the muse may choose to use a voice from this life, call to you in a voice from the next — or speak to you in voices heard long before you were ever here.
You may not know when, or how, the muse will appear.
New eyes make a new world.
Sitting still and looking at the angel, the muse will call you to see the pattern that connects what you perceive, with what you receive, what you understand, and what that begets — and where that gets you. “Get it?” the muse asks. “Got it!” “Good!”
“What you see is what you get,” the muse says. “What you do with that is up to you.”
It may happen only once, and for only a moment — but it will be a moment you never forget.
The muse calls you — to awaken you to your own calling.
Whatever is behind the door — whether given, found, begged or borrowed — make it your own, and then pass it on.