I'm reading May Sarton's Journal of a Solitude, a book worth any introverted writer or poet's time despite her irascible nature. This quote fascinated me:
This solitude into which we have come, and which gives us such a strong sense of inner responsibility, and at the same time of the impossibility of being self-sufficient, is experienced as a solitude only because it is at the same time an appeal toward solitudes like our own with whom we feel the need to be in communion; for it is only through this communion that each consciousness will discover the essence of its destiny which is not to perceive things or to dominate them, but is to live, and that means to find outside itself other consciousnesses from which it never stops receiving and to whom it never stops giving in an uninterrupted circuit of light, of joy and of love, which is the only law of the spiritual universe. - May Sarton
My wife occupies a space in my consciousness, as do my family and friends. There is a space for my neighbors, doctors, dentist, auto mechanic, and even the friendly lady at the grocery store who I chat with when I check out and pay. They are all important to me in varying degrees, and each occupies a unique space independent from one another.
Perhaps if Sarton were alive today, she might be here on social media, trading her light with the light of others in the spiritual communion she wrote of. Kindred spirits only they could know. And if she were, she would occupy a unique space of my consciousness as well.
Sarton's quote illustrated to me that writers, poets, artists and creators must always make space for the Muse.
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Beautifully said.