The Gate Keeper of Inspiration: Book II Chapter Eleven — Henry David Thoreau

Book II Chapter Eleven — Henry David Thoreau Today is one of those misty mornings when most of the guests here at the Inn of Inspiration choose to remain in bed a bit longer or arrange for a late coffee or breakfast with friends. I on the other hand, after donning my rain gear and …

The Gate Keeper of Inspiration: Book II Chapter Ten — Carl Edward Sagan

Book II Chapter Ten — Carl Edward Sagan It is another beautiful morning here on the grounds of the Inn of Inspiration. One of life’s great joys is being in an environment of inspired individuals. It does not matter that we agree on everything or anything for that matter. It matters only that we follow …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Book II Chapter Eight — Bertrand Russell

Book II Chapter Eight —  Bertrand Russell I spend most of my nights here in what has become known as Socrates’ Cave. I love falling into sleep and awakening here to the sounds of the stream, birds and the occassional barking dog. In my deepest imagination I could not imagine a better place to be. …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Book II Chapter Seven — Iris Murdoch

Book II Chapter Seven — Iris Murdoch It is one of those mornings where one knows everything is perfect. It is the acceptance of this fact which aids in the growth and development of inspiration. When I know the perfect exists in everything, I can create without either judgement, fear, or shame. The imperfect does …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Fourteen — William Blake

Chapter Fourteen — William Blake One of my everyday joys is walking around the lake. The grey cobblestoned trail is the equivalent of the yellow brick road. It carries my body wherever my thoughts wish to take me. This walking meditation awakens me to the new and unfamiliar parts of my being. I asked the …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Thirteen — Virginia Woolf

Chapter Thirteen — Virginia Woolf William and I are walking toward the massive front doors of the Library when a hand softly grabs my arm from behind. “Socrates. Might you have a moment?” I turn to see Virginia Woolf standing stunningly behind me with a stack of books under one arm, but before I can …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Twelve — William James

Chapter Twelve — William James I am taking a leisurely stroll through the garden to the west wing of the Inn, still unable to put words to my other worldly dragon experience with Ursula. The morning fog still holds the intoxicating scent of the night blooming cactus as the rays of the sun change the mist into …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Eleven — Ursula K Le Guin

Chapter Eleven — Ursula K Le Guin Sometimes in the early hours of the day I like to hike the forest trails surrounding the property. There is something special about watching the sun rising through the branches of trees from the floor of the forest. I see life being regenerated in everything, from the opening …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Seven — Stanley Kunitz

Chapter Seven — Stanley Kunitz I see a note on top of the front desk from Stanley Kunitz asking me to visit him in his suite when the opportunity permits itself. I love my visits to the guest’s suites. Each is the inspirational creation of the owner. Most contain furniture and artifacts from the guest’s …

The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Five — Simone Weil

Chapter Five — Simone Weil “Do not worry Simone. Philosophers tend to be patient individuals. Allen and I will continue our conversation another time. You seem a bit perplexed. How may I be of service? “Perhaps that is the issue Socrates. Everyone tells me to be patient but I am tired of the injustices which …