Inspiration… sounds wonderful doesn't it? It conjures up images of playful Greek muses dancing through a fertile mind.
Can't you see them now – in their flowing summer dresses, frolicking – stopping just long enough to plant those tiny idea seedlings into the rich, dark, earth of your mind?
They are the stuff of myth and legend: Muses.
What a job they have.
They get to frolic and plant and frolic some more.
I don't know why we see them as women though. If you ask me, the Greeks got it wrong. If you think about it, Muses are more like guys than women… More like bees than flowers… More like grains of sand than o