I have always thought of a muse as being a person—someone who inspires you to do better, to put forth the effort, or help you find that creativity that allows you to weigh anchor and sail forth. I never thought of a muse in terms of gender. But, I am finding otherwise, and experiencing something different.
The New Oxford American Dictionary, 3rd Edition cites Muse as a noun, from Greek and Roman mythology:
each of nine goddesses, the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, who preside over the arts and sciences, (each of the Muses and their respective areas of arts and culture are identified)
(muse) a woman or a force personified as a woman, who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist.
My wife inspires me. My friends inspire me from time to time. And surprisingly, I find inspiration and creativity while on the motorcycle. It’s like the creative juices will start to flow while I am riding. Some of my best ideas come while riding. And … some of my best ideas come and go while riding because I didn’t write them down.
While out riding today, a balmy February day, it dawned on me that the motorcycle is my muse. I can’t explain how a machine, which has no gender, is only metal, plastic and rubber, can inspire me, but it’s true. Creativity and inspiration come while motorcycling, as if a muse was speaking softly in my ear.
Oh dear muse, how I long to receive your precious inspiration, to feel the creativity pulsing through my veins, to turn our time together into works of art.
Well … it’s a poetic thought. Who (or what) is your muse?
Every now and then, I run across something that just has to be shared, and this video is one of them. A friend, Steve Williams, who publishes Scooter in the Sticks, found this video. It is a three-minute film, purported to be a true story. It is also a commercial, but you don’t really know that until the end of the film. Produced in Taiwan, it has (poor) English subtitles, but frankly, you don’t even need to read. The story is pretty self explanatory.
I have watched this numerous times, and every time I get a little misty-eyed. Here it is:
Although it rained over night on New Year’s Eve, the weather forecast for the first day of 2011 was promising for the afternoon. And, the forecast was accurate enough to roll the motorcycle out and take a ride on the first day of the year.
The weather turned rather pleasant, like the calm before the storm. Last weekend, travelers were stranded at airports and on the highway. In a few days, winter will return. Today, it’s a balmy 50 degrees, the sun is shining and most of the snow is gone here in the Cincinnati area. Time for one more ride in 2010.
My son, Stuart, and his girlfriend, Naomi, are visiting for the holidays. So, I asked, “Does anybody want to go for a ride?” Naomi said, “Sure.” After a discussion about proper gear, etc., we suited up and warmed up the bike, and set off for about 45 minutes riding the back roads along the Little Miami River and return.
Actually, with the winter gear on, we were both on the warm side, but it was a mighty fine ride on the last day of 2010. I wanted to do 15,000 miles this year on the motorcycle. I knew I was going to fall a little short when I backed off of one tour. So after today’s ride, I have managed 13,637 miles in 2010.
Will tomorrow be the first ride of 2011? Will I do 20,000 miles next year? Stay tuned.