Dear Muse, thank you for showing up at our retreat on Bowen Island. Just when I thought I had no more words to write, you rescued me and my manuscript. I don’t think Superman has better timing. I hope I don’t come that close to crashing before our next retreat.
Dear Muse, I also want to say it was a nice touch to expand my horizons in the way you did. The selection of people at our table was like a vase of flowers with eight very different varieties in bloom. To see the contrast in our voices, yet to affirm each other in our different styles, brought health and a sturdy platform of confidence to my writing. Together we were stronger. Support is such an important part of long term success as a writer. Thanks.
Dear Muse, I’d also like to thank you for the food. I don’t usually get such careful cuisine for so many meals in a row. Or even one meal in a row. I felt the respect and craft that was put into the cooking seep into my body like some physical artistic elixer. And that didn’t even include the wine. I guess you are the Muse of chefs, too, aren’t you? And the Muse of bubble baths. And that was also a lovely walk through the snowy forest.
Dear Muse, please help me to remember how great this retreat was when I get discouraged later this year. Remind me that such places and spaces exist still inside myself. And when more opportunities come, let me grab hold of them and say yes. Saying yes was important.