Where is this “paying attention” taking me?
This muse is my imaginary playmate, the one who is showing me creative potential in my thoughts and experiences. She’s helping me find connection in my inner, introverted world and the world beyond the perceived safety of my house.
Yesterday I attend a meeting with a lady who immediately takes on the role of “expert” and I watch myself slip into resistance.
Muse: Snap out of it, Laura. Just listen for ideas.
Me: Yeah, like how I can get out of this place.
Muse: Be nice. “This place.” Could it be in your head? How could you get out of that?
OK, I start visualizing the “expert’s” words. She says we need to get our defenses in line and I see her as a drill sergeant. It makes me smile and she thinks I’m responding to her idea. Well, I am, in a way. She’s encouraging my imagination. I could “like” her and this situation for that.
Maybe I’m ready for a new definition of friends.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive. ~Anäis Nin
Later at home I watch earlier episodes of Downton Abbey (trying to catch up before the new season begins on Sunday) and keep my hands busy making bookmarks for my book club friends.