Ahh, the muse. Fickle she can be. But how fun she can be!

How funny, you spend hours that stretch like a desert where no idea takes life, where no words grow. And when you have given up, comes one moment, when something clicks, a spark takes life, a thought erupts and that desert is transformed into an oasis, and the idea grows and takes shape, so suddenly that you are breathlessly catching up, typing nonstop, and suddenly, you are no more frustrated at your muse, but thankful for it that came, touched you, and left you a blessing.
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Janaka Stagnaro
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Feb 8, 2024
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Ahh, the muse. Fickle she can be. But how fun she can be!
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Written by Janaka Stagnaro
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Poetry, parables, articles — spiritual, life-lessons, Waldorf education, artwork. 11 books. www.janakasartandbooks.com
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