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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 .

Whispers about Living

At the water’s edge the soothing sounds and movement ask for a visit to one’s soul . And while sky beckons for dreams  to be brought forth the trees whisper about living . Then there are those mountains and they don’t always let on that they are the great protectors . And sweet sun warming an injured heart  until the moon reveals hidden depths in thinking of what’s next . Then stars like a magical blanket appear and sing a silent lullaby and take away your fears .

Victory Unknown

Your beauty comes from a deep soul . Courage and light gathered throughout an arduous

journey . One of kindnesses given when ugliness roared  in your direction . Stamina that rose

up despair  and carried you to your wisdom . Willingness , oh the the willingness to see the

reason and to imagine the victory at the other end . Grace ,  it is the light shining outward from

       your heart that surrounds you with grace .

Cheers !

Cheers to love and new explorations . And to courage of our own design .

I raise my glass to healing old wounds and to freedom of every kind .  Here’s to the fireworks

that celebrate  the you that comes alive in sprit and the  truth  in the heart that guides us

eternally .

Cheers to you sweet adventures that bring about new sights and signs of inspiration .  And to

wisdom that revisits  in new forms ,  strengthening a few best bits of living .

I raise my glass to you dear life , dear loved ones  and to possibilities !

Happy New Year .

Restful Mystery

The warmth of gathering oneself and welcoming a quiet rest and all the while a piece of my spirit roams free .  Moving along and suddenly  the beloved moon catches hold of me . A magnetic attraction and a  timeless song to the soul bringing one home .

The moon calls to a place of infinite wisdom and I off I go to the water’s edge  again and again . It both soothes and ignites restlessness . The power of creation waiting for it’s moment to be born  and looking to the moon for release and recognition .  It befriends your mysteries  and holds them dear .

The light that is sought will be found in the soothing , quiet of the dark  .