Week 30 /// Conclusion
There was Myself and all nine Muses gathered around the piano on Wednesday morning singing songs that Man would never understand. The music was flowing perfectly without dams constructed of convention, expectation, or fear. Harmony between my Self and the realms of divine creation felt effortless and it was not a performative act…a transformative act.
“Does anyone need anything? I’m making a cappuccino before I head out to work,” Isabella sang from the kitchen.