Where Is My Muse?

There’s this WordPress blog that gives a daily suggestion for a post topic.  On Saturday the suggestion was ‘How do you find your muse?’  Being in a spur of the moment mood I commented ‘I usually find him hiding under the bed.  He’s such a coward.’  Then I read some of the other comments.  People find their muse in many different places.  Driving, sitting with a cup of coffee in the morning, doing chores.  I find my mind wanders in those situations.  I start somewhere and I end up far, far away without really knowing how I got there.  Is that my muse?  Somehow the idea of me having a muse seems, I don’t know, wrong.  At least some of these mind journeys need to be blamed on me and not on something or someone else.

I take everything I write very seriously because I can’t know who will read it and how they will take it.  I take that seriously but I try hard not to take myself too seriously.



About Angus Lewis

My wife and I lived our whole lives in Arkansas until ten years ago. We moved to the Kansas City area in 2011 (a job change). That was the reason for the 'From a Far Country' title. Our children and grandchildren were in Arkansas. Six months ago we sold our house and bought one in Sherwood, Arkansas and my wife moved back down here. Two weeks ago I retired and moved back too. (I'm probably going to try to find something part time to keep me out of trouble.) So maybe the 'From a Far Country' title is not so much of a fit anymore. But I think I'll stick with it. I'm still not home. Not yet. The Bible says we are all strangers and pilgrims here. Our real home is with God and some day we'll be there. We'll be home.
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