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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 .

The Spirit is Free

Born into interwoven threads of an untold story .  The broken soul arrives hungry for , both ,

solitude and intimacy  . Dance my sprit into the depths of the truest light of love and present to

me the challenges of diving through any fears .  And in the body feeling alive with intensity  in

the moments when I swim in the wildness of the ocean or am climbing a steep, ragged trail for

miles .  A release takes place then you are beautifully  free . The strain is gone and spirit is

there.

The Water’s Edge

The days , mostly  , filled with doing and moving . Prioritizing and producing .  And so I come to the water’s edge  to be still . To witness . To feel my heart being soothed and to know that the wild part has a place too .

Dance

It seems to be time to let go .  The barriers built so silently  in a moment here and years stretching out there . The heart seeks it’s freedom and it is in the willingness to be seen and felt that the freedom lives .

In the tears that didn’t get hugged away in healing will come a new breath .  Vulnerability worn with honor and fearlessness in acceptance of the imperfect spirit learning this dance .

Leap , rest , twirl , rest . Always  bringing love into the dance .

 

 

The Dream Waits for You

A dream tucked snugly into one’s heart  and waiting .  Waiting until there is a sudden ,  beautiful  click  signaling that different necessary  elements have come together to breathe life into the dream .

Can you see it in your mind’s eye ?  The dream that excites you and carries you through the moments of wondering ” Is his all there is ? ”  And even those moments are fleeting and precious and will become a layer in the dream in your heart.

And a doubt ..or two may arrive like a wave . Washing over you and asking for your attention . A small detail held in your hand may become the whole world in your thoughts.

The dream carried in your heart came with you into this world and waits for you .