Author Archives: blchapman
Restlessness and How to Be
What stirs in your heart ? Is it quiet when speaking or roaring with might ? Does the notion of having a solid foundation from which to spring from dictate your steps ? The restlessness in my heart seems to arrive in waves . And when I walk among trees , stopping every so often to witness their life , I am soothed . I may gently a palm of my hand against a trunk pausing to quietly be with a tree .
via A Wrong Step
A Wrong Step
Walking swiftly past a person clinging to thread bare clothes . Slow your steps a bit this time and see in the mirror . It’s another version of you . The bank card in your wallet or purse opens doors for you and well deserved , we know . The man , woman or child holding the sign that reads ” Please help ” has entered a place , perhaps , foreign to you . A wrong step and all support is gone if it was ever there at all .
Human to human and heart to heart . It goes by in a flash .
Forgive the person huddled and hand outstretched and forgive yourself if you can’t understand . 
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Freeeeeeeee
The silly needs space to be free . It is a way of healing old , emotional wounds . A way of releasing the weight of needless burdens . It is a way of opening the path to spontaneity and that is where limitless thinking is born .
Self imposed barriers …where are they born ? From the fears of adults that we were your caregivers when you were young ? The teachers that intimidated you in school ? From the people that told you that your ideas were foolish ?
Free to choose the direction , free from the past and free from tomorrow . Where the heart yearns to go is where I must follow . 
