Running Into The Arms of My Muse



I see my life over there
The real one
The one where I live and love
Where I spend my days creating
Where I’m doing the work
Where I know who I am.

The shadows are cast over me
I spend my days
Dreaming of creating
Dreaming of living
Pretending that this is the real world.

When will I cast off the shadows?
When will I cast off the bullshit pretense?
When will I stand in the light?


Sometimes I feel like I’m living a life that doesn’t belong to me. After reading about  Steven Pressfield’s  ideas about amateur vs. professional and shadow careers, I realized that I am still just an amateur who’s running away from my calling. I’m playing at what I’m doing and it’s living a shadow life.

As Pressfield says, “The artist and the professional, on the other hand, have turned a corner in their minds. They have grown so bored with themselves and so sick of their petty bullshit that they can manipulate those elements the way a HazMat technician handles weapons-grade plutonium.”

What’s it going to take for me to get so bored with myself and my own “petty bullshit” that I run TOWARD my calling and and become the creative artist and writer and healer I know myself? I wish I knew.

I think maybe I do. Run into the arms of my Muse!


About lana1967

I'm a Southern girl at heart who wants to build a community of people who believe they can change the world with words like "love" and "freedom" when they become more than words, but actions in our work and our daily lives.
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