I LOVE waves. I mean, I really LOVE waves–the bigger the better. I LOVE waves crashing and spraying on the rocks. Unfortunately, the iphone videos never quite capture what it’s really like.

The former neuroscientist-to-be me thinks about little areas lighting up in my brain when I watch the waves. It reminds me of the monkeys in the lab, working for cocaine and other addictive substances, when I worked at the Addiction Research Center of the National Institute on Drug Abuse oh so many years ago.

But comparing my love of waves to addiction-addled monkeys misses the point: the ocean and the waves are my muse. They fill my creative tank with energy and excitement and make me feel joy and gratitude–all necessary ingredients for producing art.

What is YOUR muse?