30.11.2020
T: [calls the aspects one after the other, with special attention to the Muse.]
T: Hello my dear Muse, I hope it's okay if I don't do an audio recording, but take notes on the computer again? ;)
[Blind Guardian sings: "out of the mist it's coming closer now ... sinner and saint ..."]
The Muse walks up to me, dressed in her flowered headdress and an asymmetrical, insanely sexy-looking burgundy dress. I had thought she'd really go crazy on my playlist now, but Passenger starts singing, "You only need the light when it's burning low, only miss the sun when it starts to snow." [Fun fact: that morning we had had the first snow of the season!]
She approaches me and gently dances with me to this beautiful, gentle voice. Tears immediately form in my eyes. We understand each other without words - and I missed her so much!
In addition, the song line "and you let her go" really hurts, because now there will be no more conversation with White in the foreseeable future. Knowing that I most likely won't be seeing her the next days/weeks increasingly feels like going cold turkey.
Wordlessly, the muse wraps me in my rainbow dress for the next dance while Imagine Dragons sing "I'm on top of the world, take you with me if I can." Then the music slows down again and the Dixie Chicks sing, "The easy silence that you make for me. It's okay if there's nothing more to say to me ... and the way you keep the world at bay from me."
The Muse puts a special effort in serving me exactly the right lyrics at the right time. Come to think of it, this is really a no-brainer. Hello, she's a MUSE! But in addition, I often get the feeling that her task sometimes is not to fill my head with as much learning content as possible, but to make me really relax and enjoy our contact. And honestly, how much more do you need when you can dance with your own muse in the space between worlds?
Muse: Creativity is the simplest and most natural form of magic in the universe. BIG MAGIC [as Elizabeth Gilbert's book completely aptly described]. You know, emotion is energy. So whoever triggers deep emotion in you releases your energy. Many people can describe a moment in their lives when they felt as if someone had put water pipes in their personal desert and a part of their soul could finally blossom. No God may - no CAN - influence you in the duality of your everyday life in the way that artists are allowed. You have a freer hand than God when you create. And yet nowhere a more direct connection to All-that-is than when you are just enjoying art with body and soul. In this way, artists are literally God's right hand. But you don't want to hear that! You don't want to believe it! Even though you have done the impossible and captured God's sounding thoughts on dead paper to make it clear to the next person how the universe sounds to you - with the help of a few ridiculous-looking dots and dashes! If that's not a miracle, I've never seen one before.
[Timer expired.]
T: Dear Muse, I'm incredibly excited about our dance tomorrow. Was taking notes directly on the pc okay?
M: A little slow, but we'll get it done. We still have the whole month of December.
T: Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I'm looking forward to it!