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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 View

It’s so often right in view . The glorious beauty and mystery of life interwoven with past, present and future into one thread . That thread connects us all . The layers of living moving through time and space as one and yet still all at once .

The beauty and the mystery forever intertwined in each breath .

The Peacefulness of Gratitude

A single moment can change everything or so that’s how we perceive it . Rather it’s a string of moments leading up to one that grabs hold of our desire , our purpose , need . And yet I can be in awe of a single moment and it’s power .

In a single moment one can transform sadness into possibility by taking pause and inviting the experience of gratitude into view .

Gratitude takes us deep within our connections to life . It where we can sense the continuity and beauty of life and our role in it . A single moment when gratitude wells up from inside and flows outward into life nourishing where there is famine and healing where there is brokenness . And there is the peacefulness of gratitude.

Pandemic Passages

The outer flow of rushing about , tactile closeness with all that we seek , filling holes in time and mind abruptly called to cease . A jolt has come .

Suddenly there was silence .

Empty streets and roads eerily made space for contemplation . Birds became renewed in the absence of man’s busyness and their songs rang out in sweetness and joy . Their freedom to soar and to explore quietly inviting a look into one’s soul .

Suddenly we could see .

Sacredness in each breath of all living things is known like never before . “Don’t take my breath away ” we call out while our absence from the hectic activity we crave has been healing the air . The glory of nature set free , her colors rebound as if touched by magic , while we enter a passage …what will we discover ?

Spirit in the Waves

The water invites one’s woes to be carried away ,

as it lightens the spirit and frees ancient aches so that they soar into the heavens .

Relentless rains and their density are something to beware . Their heaviness can be

dreamt away .

The ocean waves and river’s flow tell their stories to our souls . They speak a language

recognizable to our hearts and invite a dance from the depths of our breath into

sacredness .