My plan was to stockpile a few posts to cover a stretch when my attention turns to a course I teach. Suddenly, I had nothing to say. Writer’s block? Couldn’t be since I don’t consider myself a writer. Surely, there must be something to comment on or have an opinion about. Life itself is a well-spring of material. Still, it felt like the well was dry.
After pondering the situation, it occurred to me that the problem was the muses. They were not around. Maybe they were playing a trick on me. I called to them, “Ok, Thalia. Calliope. This is not funny. You can come out now.” Nothing happened. “Listen, ladies. I get it if you want a break or have some important business to attend to. You could have left a note.” Still nothing. They wouldn’t just disappear without a head’s up, would they? They couldn’t. If they truly vacated the premises, what was I supposed to do? Don’t you just love it when you rely on someone, and he/she takes off without notice leaving you high and dry? Like it or not, I was stuck with myself to figure this thing out.
Numerous questions spun around in my mind. Was this really it? Were the muses gone forever? If so, what does that mean for me going forward? These questions were starting to give me a headache. Maybe this was a good time for chocolate chip cookies. Chocolate is a known mood enhancer and cheaper than therapy. Also, nature walks have been scientifically proven to boost overall health and well being. At least I had some options to get myself off the ledge. When sanity was restored (although some might disagree), this is what I realized.
All of us at one time or another have to rely on ourselves, either by design or circumstances beyond our control. Whatever the reason, we have a choice. We can acquiesce. That might even be okay for awhile. Maybe not so much for the long haul. Perhaps a better choice, which leads to resilience and possibility, is an active form of acceptance. It is about not putting all our energy into going up against that which we cannot control.
We are allotted a certain amount of energy each day. If we use it bucking the uncontrollable, we will deplete our energy supply and have little or nothing for anything else. On the other hand, if we accept what we cannot control or influence, we will have the requisite energy to take care of the other areas of our lives.
In terms of my dilemma, I have no control over those MIA muses (although I wish I did). Consequently, I’ll have to rely on my own resources and abilities. The truth of the matter is each of us has what it takes to do what is necessary at any given time.
Nevertheless, I will be peering into every nook and cranny and around every corner, just in case those illusive muses are lurking somewhere in the shadows. Will keep you posted.