I spent a moment with the Muse after weeks of listening to the subconscious whispers of my own memory. The past often overshadows the present, and the future can feel hard to see, but there’s something about actively choosing ourselves that feels like we are showing up for all three. Recently, that has looked like…
A placeholder, a moment, a memory.
I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to know better. Frida Kahlo I am not sure exactly when the Muse made herself known to me in the way she has now, as a light, a guide, a mystery we can always hear if only we are…