Where is my Muse?

My muse seems to be playing hide and go seek. Have you seen her? Hard as I’ve tried, I just can’t seem to find her. Lately, all my writings seem to be forced and I long for the days when words flowed easily from my thoughts.

The hummer pics? They’re to entice my muse to come out of hiding.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
~Robert Louis Stevenson

Lately, most of the time I feel I’m just spinning my wheels. At work. At home. You know that definition of insanity….doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. But it’s really, really hard to remember not everything has instant gratification. Some of the sweetest things in life take time to mature. But  the instant gratification of M&Ms is not one of them.


I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.
~Jimmy Dean

Read. Adjust sails. Repeat.
Read. Adjust sails. Repeat.
Read. Adjust sails. Repeat.


Everyone here has the sense that right now is one of those moments when we are influencing the future.
~Steve Jobs

At five, Peanut has been challenging lately. And I have to remind myself daily hourly that the way I respond in these moments speaks volumes. Where is the balance between teaching actions/consequences and knowing what hills are not worth dying on? You’d think having done this twice already that I’d be a little wiser in this department.


I believe there’s an inner power that makes winners or losers. And the winners are the ones who really listen to the truth of their hearts.
~Sylvester Stallone

Cue Eye of the Tiger. Now I just need a ridiculous number of steps.


Forget all the reasons it won’t work and believe the one reason that it will.

I tend to have the mindset of expecting the worst and then thinking I’ll never be disappointed. That’s not the most healthy way of thinking, is it? I think I need to do a more consistent job of being optimistic. There are so many people with many more challenges in life. When I think about them, I’m very disappointed in myself for thinking my worries and issues rank anywhere near theirs.


Life is short, live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, dump it. Fear is awful, face it. Memories are sweet, cherish it.


If you happen to see my muse, please tell her to come home.

6 thoughts on “Where is my Muse?

  1. I stopped writing publicly when things around me and with me got harder. My muse was completely invisible, even to me. Lately I’ve felt like writing again but I don’t know if I feel like sharing with the whole wide world or the worldwide web.

    I hope whatever’s going on gets easier and you’re able to find the balance you seemed to have lost ~ dealing with life on life’s terms without it shutting down your creative flow. Your photos of the hummingbird(s) are stunning. Such a simple and elegant creature.


  2. Lisa, I think your muse is right here because this post was lovely! You expressed yourself so fluidly and easily. And honestly, I don’t think your writing has appeared forced at all. In fact, to me (as one your readers) it seems natural.

    I think sometimes we “think” our muse is lost, but it ends up being right where we’re at. I know for me, if I start thinking about where I was months ago or even years ago, and recall some of things I used to share, it feels as though my muse is gone because I can’t write about those things anymore – so I feel blocked. But I think it’s because I’m not where was months ago or years ago – I’m here. Now. So what I write and share about will be different. Sometimes I feel more humorous, other times more reflective. I just sort of share what I feel.

    Blogging has really taught me something about how it reflects life. As I change and move forward, so will my blog. It reflects where I’m at in the moment.

    Gorgeous photos of the hummer! That last one of the wings fluttering is just STUNNING!

    Well done, my friend!


    P.S. Love that quote by Stallone!


  3. I agree with Ron. This post is indeed lovely.

    As for your muse, I empathize. My own feels depleted or possibly, departed…

    As for comparing worries, might I suggest that to do do is self flagellation in a way? Worries are worries, period , particularly when they concern those we live and how to do our best by them, when there’s no crystal ball for any of us.

    Sending hugs.


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