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Creative Handprint

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On this journey I have learned..
To make skilly and duff
The ancient, symbolic meaning of serpents
How Chinese pirates lived and died during the third and last great period of power, the years from 1780-1810
About Zheng Yi Sao
About homelessness
About choosing
That I can be mopping the floor at work and swabbing the decks on the Calabar Felonway at the same time
Relinquishment, selflessness is the ultimate power
Skinnydipping in the Ocean of Imagination is always refreshing
The two rules to the creative process:
1. Begin
2. Continue
Fear turns one to stone
Laughing through tears makes rainbows
That believing God is exclusively male is a myth I have lived by, one which blinds me to the infinite glory of God.
Creating is a way of praying
Creating makes pain easier to bear
The biographies of goddesses
That when it is dark the stars appear, although they have been there all along

by Wendy Bird

Written by Heather Blakey

July 22, 2006 at 3:07 am

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  1. Beautiful colours!

    Imogen Crest

    July 22, 2006 at 6:26 am

  2. I think this is simply inspirational Wendy. I will certainly borrow you image and publish it for you at Soul Food. Fabulous stuff.

    Heather Blakey

    July 22, 2006 at 8:18 am

  3. wonderful design just beautiful

    harmonyinline

    July 22, 2006 at 1:13 pm

  4. As Heather has said Wendy “Inspirational”
    Some words stimulate a respone in me…..
    About choosing (choice is one of my most important words)
    Selflessness is the ULTIMATE power
    ( I write constantly of this wonderful word and way of life and how I came to choose selflessness,as a way of life)
    Skinnydipping in he Ocean of Imagination,never fails to refresh me also.
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    Creativity
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    Begin and coninue,hard to do sometimes but so worthwhile
    Fear turns one into stone
    (As hate can do as well) both can be experienced then discarded.

    That when it is dark and stars appear,although they have been there all along
    It’s like when the stomach churns with happiness or is that contentment ,when it seems so full of wonderful feelings that you feel it might just bubble over.

    I perhaps don’t look at the stars enough Wendy but my body talks to me and tells me so much …

    Lois(Muse of the Sea) 22.7.06

    Lois

    July 23, 2006 at 6:30 am


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