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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 .

What is Freedom without Knowledge

Freedom without knowledge , freedom without wisdom , freedom without compassion . What does it create ?

Without an anchor to your soul and distance from your fears any fool can envelope you in a blanket of their tall tales and drag you along on their crazy lies .

Freedom to create a life that you’ve dreamed …Oh but wait not if they say “No”.

So you go …somewhere and start doing something thinking that this is what must be . And the men at the top talk passionately of freedom , your freedom , as they take it all away. You hear the passion not the meaning and it’s all so exciting . The energy and the community that help you to feel oh so strong grabs you hard , so hard that you forget that it’s lies .

Remember …remember that we all have the right to be .

Dear Wild One

A wild horse stands tall and calm while shadows from the clouds above move across his frame . Uneven terrain outstretched for miles rugged and beautiful and flickering with warm tones of color . The definition of strength seen in the horse’s musculature speaks of a noble history . The beauty is elegant and somehow soothing to see .

You may run as you please dear wild one . Run and run with wind blowing through your mane . The power of your spirit echoing throughout fields and hills all around . The scents of pine and sage and the remnants of a sun filled day linger in the air as you choose your resting place for the long night ahead .

Star filled sky becoming visible and the lullaby songs of the night begin as you settle in beneath an ancient tree . Sweet rest dear wild one until the new adventure begins again ….

The Roaring Dragon

The roaring dragon breathes life into the sleeping darkness . Startling the calm . Startling the love . And startling the hopefulness .

The roaring dragon breathes fire into storms of embers . Suddenly they are spreading and blowing every which way . Fire spreading , fear rising up like a volcano erupting .

The hearts and souls of warriors that live for a better way , for illumination in the dark , gather their resolve to free the world of the roaring dragon .

The destruction caused is filled with trickery and many pledge allegiance to the fire of the dragon .

The fires from this dragon will be cast out and be forever altered by a mighty ocean wave . And as the moon and the stars give power to the ocean so too will the warriors give light to the darkness and begin to heal the fears .

Witness to my Child’s Light

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Witness to my Child’s Light

Intertwined and separate  .  We come together in laughter  and in tears .

Joy in unexpected moments arrive like fuel for whatever  the  next  hurdle may  be .

And occasional moments of quiet appear when we miss the landing of understanding by

an inch or so .

She  just became  a bride and then a wife and  so beautifully with trust .

I witnessed her light .

And it’s invitation to a new adventure both powerful and serene .

Celebrate your light !