Ella Camp

Summon the Goddess of Muse



Posted: Friday, April 09, 2010

by Ella Camp

She is our source of guiding inspiration, the goddess in Greek Mythology who presides over song and poetry- the arts and sciences; her gender chosen by her very nature.

She can be fickle, this Muse; mercurial in her rapid and unpredictable changes; and is indeed multifaceted and inconstant.

We may at times call forth different forms of this elusive creature. She can be as individual as we ourselves are. If we do expect a perpetual, unvarying image, we may on occasion fail to recognize her immediately; for she is adept at subterfuge and disguise. A familiarity with her presence is required in order to distinguish her from the annoying interlopers who would usurp her place. Whatever raiment she may choose to don for her appearance; it is of the diverse and multifarious wardrobe which we have chosen; one of varied hues and styles. Certain of this apparel will be her most partial and preferred; these colors and styles having gained this favoritism by way of the shadings and events in our own individual lives.

Often our goddess may wear a somber frock- in shades of dark, foreboding tints- attire we do command, to suit the present temper of the atmosphere within, for she will arrive dressed in garments appropriate for the occasion. At surprising intervals, she may come clad in a costume of iridescent brilliance- in colors of violet, orange, yellow and red, which in our own designing we dress her for a frolic of humorous levity- a spell of fun and merriment- to which, in our weariness of the dim and shadowy realms of persistent gloom we turn seeking the succor of comforting ease.

" Come sweet muse," the artist cries, in yearning angst and fear of her prolonged absence- beseeching the capricious goddess return; she who holds in her erratic hands the magic potion of our naturally endowed value. But in her opposing nature of truculent obstinacy, she may heed not the call; for she senses, in her post of ever-vigilant observance, the nearby rumbling of peril to her jealously guarded possession of time; for noble generosity is not her attribute.

Diligently must we lay the table for her arrival, and light the ambient beacon which draws her to our door; she is as a lover; who brings the fulfillment and dreams of our innermost self; for she is that other self.
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Top-level comments on this article: (3 total)
» left by Walter Johnson
2 years 47 days ago.
7 fans.
Although I am not a muse - i sure love being married to one
» left by Ella Camp 2 years 46 days ago.
90 fans.
Human beings have a tendency to objectify everything- even their muse- whatever works for you- Thanks for your input Walter-
» left by Jack H. Schick
2 years 46 days ago.
99 fans.
Nice one, Ella! It built in emotion. Toward the end I was really with you. Your stuff is always sensitive. Your Friend, Jack
» left by Ella from Texas 2 years 46 days ago.
Thank you much- Your comment is truly gratifying- especially from a writer of your caliber.
» left by Jennifer Stewart
2 years 45 days ago.
153 fans.
You said it Ella! Your muse should be very pleased with you for writing so beautifully about her...
» left by Ella Camp 2 years 44 days ago.
90 fans.
I hope she appreciates it enough to pay me a visit- Thanks Jennifer
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