By Charles Towne

As an example of dangerous muses, I was wandering whimsically in the woods, when woe is me, a big, bad, and bodaciously bold muse suddenly and sneakily snuck up surreptitiously and smacked me serendipitously in the back of the head with this somewhat strange idea; “this is the oldest I have ever been!”

And as if that muse wasn’t dangerous and enough to get a fellow thinking, how about this one, If the bad things that happen to us result in good, can they really be bad things?   (And you don’t want me to get started on that one because in my 80+ strange years I have a lot of examples where very ugly turned into very beautiful.)

And as I mused on that one I thought of this; so very often we pray for an easy life and it struck me that an easy life isn’t what we should be praying for.  What we should be praying for is the strength to endure a difficult one!

And then, with my muse running merrily amok, I remembered something my dear old mama said to me; “Son,” (she frequently called me son.)  “Son,” she said, “never forget, the main ingredient when creating a delicious happiness and success souffle is this, avoid idiots at all costs!”

See, didn’t I tell you that muses could be dangerous?

While I was cogitating on that muse another big hairy one with flashing red eyes, green toe claws and a big grin leaped out of the bushes waving its arms and jumping up and down as it shouted in my face, “You ain’t here to serve yourself boyo, you’re here to inspire and influence others to improve their lives and to help them reach their goals!”

And then a whole bunch of wild ferocious muses attacked me out of nowhere shouting things like,

“The longer you delay a difficult task the greater the probability that you will never do it!”

Followed by,

“If you don’t know where you are going any road is apt to get you there!”

And then a black and blue muse tripped me, and as I lay there on the ground it sat on my chest and quoted Will Rogers in my face, “If you want to be successful, it’s just this simple, know what you are doing, love what you are doing, and believe in what you are doing!”

Well, I was eventually able to escape the throng of manic muses, at least temporarily, but as I wandered away one more came out of the blue and smote me mightily in the back of the head with, “Our lives, that’s each of us, you and I, are an offering at the throne of grace.  Let our every act, our lives be acceptable to our gracious and wonderful Papa God.”

Yes, whatever you do, beware the muse!

Please, Lord, I would rather die than offend you!  Amen

Charles Towne is first and foremost a Christian. An octogenarian, author, journalist, wildlife photographer, naturalist, caregiver, and survivor, his life has been and continues to be, a never-ending adventure filled with possibilities never imagined. He has adopted the philosophy that to Live fully, laugh uproariously, love passionately, and learn like there is no tomorrow, is a formula for a long and joy-filled life.


  1. Hmmm….the muse sounds kind of scary. Very appropriate for Halloween ! lol
    Yes, I agree with you Charles, the, power of a good “cognitive re-frame”. Each message, each moment, each slip and fall, is credentialing us and making us wiser. No regrets. Only thanks and praise!

  2. Yes NH, scary but very a-muse-ing. Heh heh, sorry about that but I couldn’t resist the urge. Of coarse there is, Embrace your muse, and, become one with your muse, or how about, may the muse be with you… ok, that’s enough of that. Blessings on you dear friend, Chaz

  3. I believe that all muses are somehow God’s way of communicating with us, guiding us through either humor or through ones that get us thinking about how we can best avoid negativity.

    I love how you narrate your experiences. Great read as always!


  4. Thanks Don, well, as you know by now, I like to turn a phrase, just a tad mind you, yeah, just a tad. You take care pal, Chaz

  5. Well, Charles, another humorous but interesting article to ponder, and of course….enjoy.
    Some people call that deep thinking when you don’t just accept everything the way it is
    or always has been. I think that’s what makes the world go ’round, people who think outside the box.
    Maybe in your case….live outside the At any rate, I’m sure God is happy when we use more of what He has given us, especially when we also enjoy it.
    Thanks again for putting a smile on my face. God bless you!

  6. Mama Mia, how are you doing dear lady? I have missed your comments. I certainly pray that you and yours are well and happy. And you don’t want me to get started on the subject of mooses! Or is that meese or mace? Oh I am so confused! Blessings on you and your family, Chaz

  7. Dear CSG, hello my friend, to be perfectly honest with you I have never thought inside of the box. Enjoy it? Oh yes, yes, yes! And if you want to see someone think outside of the box, consider Papa God because there is nothing in this grand old world of ours that He has created the same as anything else. Consider the grains of sand on the beach, or the snowflakes and you will get an idea what I speak of. Blessings on you my dear friend, Chaz

  8. Yes, we are here to be of service.
    While musing, I often think about how blessed I am. I could be living in Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, etc.
    Those who are suffering extreme heartbreak are also the Creator’s children. We know of tragedy affecting fine Christians, and we also know of people thanking God when a tornado spared their home . . . when other fine Christians homes in the same community were destroyed.
    Another musing – why was I born in America? I could be an untouchable in India – it’s a conundrum.
    Many conundrums, but this we know, wherever we find ourselves, we are to be of service. . . and there’s no end to service opportunities: donations to food banks, prayers for those effected by war, contributing what you can afford to disaster relief, sharing a smiling. . . always thinking, what would Jesus have done?

  9. Thanks so much Herb, you are more than kind and I am pleased that you found the article thought provoking. I like to believe that each of us is a story waiting to be told. Blessings to you and yours my friend, Chaz

  10. Judith, as illustrated in my article my muses are not usually the epitome of graciousness and perhaps that is the reason they are a tad rough, but then, they do get the point across don’t they? Mama used to speak of “happening” the experiences and adventures of life. She was kissed by her muse more often than not and thus always had cause to praise papa God. Blessings on you always, Chaz

  11. OK Chaz, I will start the list now… “This is the oldest I’ve ever been” is only good for a short time, then you must repeat it! Much sadder and more troubling is the person who hears, ” This is the oldest I will ever be! ”
    Your mama’s comments on idiots is so true and reminded me of Albert Einstein, who once said, “There are only two infinite things that exist, the universe and human stupidity and I’m not sure about the former!”
    Delaying difficult decisions makes me think of all the things that were accomplished by people too dumb to realize that those things were impossible!
    As for the road does not matter if you have no destination, the is a mathematical concept called “drunkards walk” which basically says that no matter which road you take, you will always end up where you are supposed to be!
    Finally, Will Rogers a man I admire, his comments on success remind me of something a well known sculptor once advised – If you.have a large block of marble and want to make a statue of a horse,it is simple, just chip away everything that does not look like a horse!
    Your conclusion at the end is the best by far and there can be no other truth, we exist to help others and glorify the Father God bless you Chuck and keep ’em coming!

  12. Ahhh Richard, Richard, Richard, I am ‘whelmed, as opposed to being overwhelmed, by your ‘stuteness as opposed to your astuteness. I especially like your Albert Einstein quote, and I have been staggering along the drunkard’s walk most of my life and have usually arrived at my destination which invariably has turned out ok. Blessings on you pal, Chaz

  13. Charles, once again you have provided thought provoking words along with wisdom and things to prayerfully consider. I know Papa God is blessed by your words and inspiration. Keep up the good work and know that Papa Don and I are so very blessed to have you as a friend and brother. Thanks for ALL you do!!!

  14. Mark, my dear friend and brother in Jesus. Our lives are fleeting aren’t they? I miss you and your daddy so very much but there will be a day of joyful reunions, and won’t that be fun! I imagine in the end of my sojourn on this earth my greatest regret will be that I didn’t do more for Him. Love ya bro. God bless you and yours, Charles

  15. Mr. Towne, oh we are doing alright now….I have been just hanging out with my beach people….lol. I have been busy painting, not artistic masterpieces, mere walls. Some like to build walls, well, I love to paint walls…. I have painted our bedroom, the hallway, the bathroom, the living room and dining room, all by myself. I love to paint, and my husband hates painting. I have been hanging art and doing extra stuff around the house, to get my mind off of politics…lol. Thanks for thinking of me, I hope you are doing well too. Any good moose stories coming soon?

  16. Mama Mia, someday I will tell you a wild moose story, but you must promise not to have night mares, goose bumps or brain freeze. Well, brain freeze is all right because you get that from eating ice cream and ice cream is one of the main food groups so it is ok, but no cerebral flatulence! Keep painting dear lady and bless you, Chaz

  17. Charles, this article was a joy to read. As always, you have wisdom and thought provoking thoughts (ha!) mixed in with humor. I could envision your muses knocking you about just as you described. Also, similar to other past articles, I really enjoyed your readers comments. Good stuff!

  18. Kristin, I don’t understand it, I write a serius article about muses and folks are laughing about me getting pummeled about by the nasty things. Here I am, advanced in years, frazzled, frail, fragile, and frankly framulated and my friends are laughing at me! Oh woe unto him that expects mercy where there ain’t none. Sorry about that, sometimes I get just a tad carried away. Blessing on you dear friend, Chaz

  19. Dear Mama Mia, you will forgive me for promising you a “wild moose” story. What I meant was a mother goose story. Chaz

  20. Mama Mia, Well, let me see now, geese, Canadian geese to be exact. I bet you didn’t know that Canadian geese are not well liked on golf courses. Do you know why? Imagine a thousand Canadian geese grazing and eating on your favorite golf course. Remember, what goes in must come out so those thousand geese befoul the golf course with nary an apology. Now what you might not realize is Mother Goose is a goose! Need I say more? Chaz


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