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About blchapman

Born with the soul of an artist and nurtured by my drive to explore the world and to know the human spirit .As a young adult I turned my attentions towards the culinary arts.It provided an outlet for creativity while providing for my material needs.As the years went by I came to realize that I was, in part ,denying the artist within due to fear and not wanting to be my mother's competitor.After escorting my mother through her end of life journey as her primary caregiver I came to realize that life is short and precious and I could no longer deny what and who I am. I am an Artist. An explorer . A lover of life .

In the Wild

In the wild ,  amid ancient trees holding stories of the magic and  of the tragedy of life , is a stillness .  A beautiful , deep stillness .  It is where the wisdom from ancestors may surface . It is where forgotten dreams come to to visit and where the knowing of love , pure and free from ego , expands into it’s gentle power of eternity .

In the wild ,  amid the  star filled sky ,  cares of tomorrow float up and away  making  space  for a peaceful  heart  and sweet sleep .  The moments are alive and true . Uncomplicated  and  wondrous , they are alive travel through time , offering songs that only a soul may hear .

Thrive Because of Sharing Our Humanity

Love and acceptance , I  have thinking of these two things  recently .  As in love oneself enough so as to not accept being diminished  by someone else’s hurtful words or behavior’s .  As in feeling tenderness  or general love towards strangers  . The homeless person so clearly need in of support and kindness or the exuberant person driving the commuter bus for example .

WE are all in need of love and to feel acceptance .  That is simply universal . So that  having being said I am truly baffled by hostility   , coldness  and  harshness projected towards one another .  I am well aware of the fact that we , each of us , carries a story in our hearts .  Stories with wounds , profound  , life changing wounds and rather than allowing those wounds to separate  us could unite us in our shared humanity .  And while of us need a certain amount of time alone we thrive from sharing our selves and from exchanging kindness , compassion , laughter and tears .

Allow people in and thrive .

The Unspoken Wound

Born lovingly then instantly removed .  Six weeks later in a home with a mother unaccustomed to affection and unconditional love .  Dear heart she did not know .  I loved her freely and as if she were my own .  The thought of a wound in my heart  from birth did not cross my thoughts . Ever.

Fifty years , and then some , have passed and It is now that I am choosing to cross a threshold into fearless exploration and acceptance of a wound in my heart from birth .

To know that a fierce and passionate love for my whole being is the means by which the empty space in my heart will be healed . The friend , the romance  and the adventure are magnificent  pieces of the whole and the only completion  of filling the space in my heart must come from the fiercest and most courageous  love imaginable  and it must come from me .

Going into the Silence

The comfort of silence may be a very loving space . Beyond the fear , beyond the doubts  it will slowly welcome you and ease away the burdens of commotion  on the run . It becomes like  the stillness offered by a winter’s snow . A bit worrisome at first and then as you surrender to it’s beauty , it’s quietness  your muscles begin to relax .  Thoughts are calm and the desire to be cozy with our mind , body and spirit as one is welcome and , perhaps , a relief .

What do you hear in the quiet ? In the silence ?  Do you hear your dreams and remember  what love  means ?

Going into the silence is it’s own reward . A freedom as well as an exploration . One and the same .  The cage is fear and we easily build our cages out of noise . The fear of hearing our longings and of recognizing wounds placed upon us by others . We must love our wounds in order to free them and we only hear them in the silence .  I am learning to love  the silence as it guides me to learning to love myself .