Creativity always has a spark… I thought it’d be fun to share a script I wrote while I was still studying. This little piece was born out of a season in my life of great possibility and creativity. And I distinctly remember this script as being one that really fueled my passion for writing.
I’m slowly realising that if you force something, it doesn’t often pan out the way you want it to.
In our instant-access, quick-fix world, we’re so accustomed to snapping our fingers and Voila! – mission accomplished. And when it comes to relationships, issues of the heart and dreams we hope to achieve, we expect the same. Snap! Snap-Snap. Click. Post. And it’s all done.
But real life, the in-the-trenches, messy, try-your-hardest-day-in-and-day-out kind of stuff, just isn’t like that is it? Things don’t just fall into place like the all-too-convenient ending of a Rom-Com. And when they don’t, we tend to force the issue… Or at least, I know I do. I want to get my hands in there and make it work.
But the image of a budding flower popped into my head today. It’s so delicate and so beautiful. If we applied our heavy-handedness and tried to pry its petals open before it was ready, we’d break it. And it occurred to me, some things just need time to breathe, to open, to grow, to be. And all the pushing and pulling and pleading in the world won’t fast-track that process… In fact, it may land up bringing it to a screeching halt for good.
So whatever your situation is today… A creative block, a stubborn trait, a tricky relationship, maybe it’s time to take your hands off it for a moment and let it breathe. It’s not about sitting back and being apathetic, but about being at peace in the waiting and maturing process. In time, you may find it gently opens to full bloom.
(Photograph by Norman Hanna – www.hannaphotography.co.za)
Sometimes, something beautiful happens when words meet image. My father, Norman Hanna, took this “thousand-story” photograph on a holiday in Croatia and when we matched it to a poem I wrote a number of years ago, that special something just clicked. For whatever reason, this simple duo of picture and poetry has really moved people. In fact, the unforeseen impact it had, sparked an idea for a father-daughter, photographer-poet project… Here’s a sneak peek into what we’ve got in store. In the meantime, to see more captivating images from a father and photographer extraordinaire, visit www.hannaphotography.co.za
In the cracks
How to see through the cracks in a slum wall…
How to hear the beauty in the humble notes of an untrained voice…
How to feel the whisper of someone else’s heart behind their words and their eyes…
How to understand
The chaotic design of a mosaic of flitting joys
Snatches of conversation
Moments of love
Almost-moments that were still-born…
How to know in the desperate fight to revive a dream…
In the strife of making it to the end of another clock-watching day…
In the bits of courage pasted together in an attempt to take
That eternity lives here –
In the cracks, in the mistakes –
Life is born
And that life is more than what we:
Feeling Good… that I am! Because, well, it’s a new day. It’s a day to smile. A day to be grateful. A day to lap up completely, in all its wonderful goodness. And…I’ve just launched my creative blog “Imagine Aloud.” Yay! The thought makes my heart skip a beat and I hope it’ll inspire you too. Or spark the mind a little, soothe the ear a touch or inspire you to rustle up a creative blend of your own. Oh yes, I’m feeling gooooood.
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I must be mad! I’m a happy wife and the mom of two little boys, a 3-year-old and a 1-year-old, and I’ve decided now’s the time to challenge myself. Now’s the time to throw a spanner in the works, when there’s, well, no time at all. In between nappy changes, packing lunches, hanging washing, coos and cuddles and building puzzles, in between grocery shopping, work, school runs, trips back and forth to doctors, crying and fussing and stumbling along the road to our new normal (all mixed with the ever-fun variable called “sleepless nights”), I’ve decided I’d like to start a blog… And not just any blog, a blog that requires immediate and constant attention, like a hungry baby. Like I said, I must be mad! Continue Reading…