I started researching healing ideas for this post and I was immediately drawn to this quote by William Wordsworth:

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart – WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

I wrote and re-wrote several posts but nothing felt right. So in my frustration I took to google and after a few wasted clicks around, I came across an article on gods of healing. Inspired I put pen to page (in reality fingers to keyboard) and started to pen a story about the Asclepius but in reality, the legend itself is really rather interesting so I thought I would share it instead.

The story of Asclepius

The ancient Greek god of healing and a son of Apollo, Asclepius is till today, still widely associated with medical assistance.

His staff is the de facto symbol of modern paramedic forces. Historically, many temples of Asclepius were also located throughout Ancient Greece. The most famous of these at Epidaurus is today, one of the most visited and important archeological sites in Greece.

Within Greek mythology, Asclepius was born in Epidaurus, the child of Apollo and a Thessalian princess named Coronis. Taught the art of medicine by the legendary Centaur Chiron, Asclepius eventually became so skilled with healing, he could even resurrect the dead.

Regrettably, doing so infuriated Hades, the Lord of the Greek Underworld, and on Hades’ complaint, Zeus struck Asclepius dead with a lightning bolt. The deceased physician was then placed among the stars as the constellation Ophiuchus by Zeus. Later, Zeus also resurrected Asclepius and made him one of the Greek gods of healing.


Many paramedic establishments use the “wrong” staff as a representation of medical assistance. In Greek myths, any staff with two serpents is that of Hermes, the Messenger God. Asclepius’ staff has only one serpent.

I have another story brewing in my head around the wrong staff ^ but it’s not coming to flesh either. I need my muse to pull her socks up and land on an idea, but in the meantime I hope you enjoy the quote and a bit of greek mythology.

Originally written in response to Writer’s Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge (WQWWC – Healing). used to take part in this wonderful prompt many years ago when it was run by Colleen and Ronovan, so I was pretty pleased to have recently come across it again now hosted by Marsha Ingrao at Always Right.

Much Love

*Source Information on Asclepius: https://owlcation.com/humanities/gods-of-healing

Yey! My prompt got picked! Woohoo!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Handwritten.”

When was the last time you wrote something by hand? What was it?

Quite excited to say todays prompt was my suggestion – Yey! Typical that I wasn’t home on time to get an early response in . Oh well you can’t win them all. 🙂

Part of the reason for this prompt is I am a My writing setupnosey parker! I know there are so many talented writers on here and I wanted to see if people still plan their work, ideas, etc on paper. This is something I regularly do and really enjoy. I like to see my thoughts before me and decide which ones are the best to work with. Does anyone else do this?

I also still write to my godmother by hand about once a month, although slightly worried that I am sure my writing deteriorates each time.

It is actually a slight addiction to handwriting, that Wordsworths Mothers writing deskI think I have. I particularly like traditional scrawls especially those that are loopy or squiggly, than the plain rounded lettering most people have today. I recently went to Wordsworth House in Cumbria, which is the childhood home of William Wordsworth before his mothers passing. I was so pleased to find there was a lot of beautiful handwritten items around the home (as you can imagine), although it was more his mothers household notes and letters to family. His father was a solicitor of sorts so there was a beautiful writing desk like he would have had with a lot of notes on it.

Obviously in the house, it was  imitation pieces or copies, but it is still wonderful to imagine what it would have been like. How many words would have been written by hand then, compared to now? I do suspect it is a dying art to master beautiful handwriting, but it is still something I enjoy. I wonder if in a few hundred years time people will wonder why our generation did so much typing, and be impressed by the fonts we choose. 🙂