"Immaculate Perception" by Renie Brooksieker - And, The Nine Muses
- On Feb 20, 2005, eleven women attended a workshop in which we
were working with the energy of the nine muses. As we introduced
ourselves, we were asked to give one word that came to mind as
we sat for a few moments of silence before starting the workshop.
One person gave two words. My friend Renie asked that we repeat
the words so she could write them down. As she repeated them
back to the group, she birthed a poem by spontaneously adding
connecting words, which became our group message for that day.
BTW,I had no idea at the time, that there was a muse for geometry!
Thought you might enjoy the energy of the muses at play in Renie's
there is a renaissance
with the moon
that brings the fire.
My vision is in my hands
of our own star,
February 20, 2005
Birth of the Muses:
Adapted by Valarie Endemann
Zeus and Mnemosyne (Goddess of Memory, Mother of the Muses) had a 9 day triste after Zeus defeated theTitans on Mt. Olympus. Zeus now the King of Gods, and known for forming and hurling lightening bolts in any direction he pleased, was implored by his companion Gods to create Goddesses to sing and dance of their great victory, immortalizing the epic battle and rejoicing in their newfound freedom. zeus decided who better to birth such divine beings, than the Goddess of memory. Mnemosyne was a contemplative and reflective Goddess, she was wise beyond
measure, and had great vision. She was filled with all the joys and
all the sadness of the universe. When she laughed, it be raucous,
blissful, jubilant, or ironic. When she cried, her tears were so deeply
filled with grief and longing, the skies would open up and cry with her.
And, then she'd become melancholy and drift into a smile again.
They say that Zeus had to coerce Mnemosyne into laying with him
on the first night, but the memory of their lovemaking was so sweet
and so passionate that she returned to him eight more times.
Mnemosyne gave birth to the nine daughters of Zeus and called them the Muses.
Calliope: Lover of Song: Fair-voiced; epic poetry.
Clio: Teller of Stories: Proclaimer, history
Euterpe: Giver of Pleasure: music, invented the flute
Thalia: Bringer of Joy: comedy, playful, idyllic-poetry; flourisher,
Melpomene: Crier of Tears: one who remembers, sings joyously
Erato: Awakener of Desire: lovely, love poetry, roses
Terpsichore: Whirling One: dance
Polyhymnia: Singer of the Sacred: she of many hymns, wears a
veil, sacred geometry and meditation, has a lot to think about
Urania: Heavenly One: astronomy and astrology, fortells the future
and charts destinies in the stars
The Nine Muses: A Mythological Path to Creativity" by Angeles
Fairy tales - the great difference is between doing something and doing nothing. Always, in such tales, the hero or heroine does
"...we die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only
our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they
have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same
is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes
be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are
meeting a stranger."~~~~~T.S. Eliot, from "The Cocktail Party"
"Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes
by so quick you hardly catch it going."~~~~Tennessee Williams
"The new meaning of soul is creativity and mysticism. They will
become the foundation of the new psychological type and with him
or her will come the new civilization."~~~~~~Otto Rank
"All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
And we must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and
silence, in order to reach forth to the enchanted place where we
can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song - but
in this dance or in this song there are fulfilled the most ancient
rites of our conscience in the awareness of being human and of
being in a common destiny."~~~~~~~Poet, Pablo Neruda
"We stay up and sing the sacred songs all night to purify ourselves
so that our dancing and our prayers can do good for everyone."
~~~~~Alonzo Quavehema, from the book by James K. Page, Jr.,
'Rare Glimpse Into the Evolving Way of the Hopi'
"I believe that the moment I open to the gifts of the Muse, I open
myself to the Creation and become one with the Mother of Life
In the spirit of inspiration and creativity,