While I Patiently Await My Muse

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I decided to write this post while I patiently await the words to come  tumbling forth for my post about the crosses.  Oh Boy!  Here’s that patience angel again.  I am writing about the differences and similarities of my original hometown Santa Cruz, California (Holy Cross) and my new hometown Las Cruces, New Mexico (The Crosses).  While I am writing about the obvious, the crosses, I am also writing about so much more.  Yes, even though my words about the crosses and so much more are not physically being written down in a post, I definitely am writing the post in my mind.  I am patiently awaiting my muse to speak to me, to join me in the dance of words that are pirouetting within my writers mind.  Has this ever happened to you?  You are working on writing and the words come together in your mind and while those words gel within you and before you get them written down you get the urge to write on a completely different topic.  Well, that is exactly what is going on with me.  I’m working on what words to bring together about the crosses and the so much more while I am writing this post.  I call this percolating my muse’s coffee.  Even though I don’t drink coffee anymore I can still percolate it for my muse.

As I percolate about the crosses and the so much more I realize that I am practicing patience.  How about that?  The patience angel just pops up in front of me as I think I am writing a post.  She tells me nope, you are not writing this particular post.  Instead, you are going to write about having the patience to let the words dance around in your mind first before you actually write them down.  Yesterday I started to write my post “From The City Of Holy Cross To The City Of The Crosses” thinking I would finish it.  I was completely wrong about that plan.  I realized that I needed more time to write about the crosses and the so much more. Instead of a historical and contemporary tour dialogue of the Crosses Cities I decided to write a post about why I was taking my time to write it.

I’m learning just because I wanted to dance with my muse it doesn’t always mean that will happen.  My muse is telling me “Let’s listen to the music a bit longer before we begin the dance”.

 

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