Light appears and while dancing it beckons . Flowing into a rhythm it’s grace wraps around
any broken bits and draws out all humanness . The beauty and the wild rawness reside by side
by side . Nurturing the love is how they each survive …….
The crest of a mountain becomes visible and anticipation grows in my heart . Each time there is a subtle building up of excitement and alone , or not , I can’t help but smile a little . Or maybe a lot .
My gaze is pulled towards the sky and then to overview of the landscape ahead . Thrilling my senses and awakening inspiration in my thoughts . Opening my arms as if that singular , simple act will welcome new adventures into life . Welcoming , inviting and daring the forces of my soul to come forward .
To be continued …
Joyous hand holding in a dream or was it you ? When you were there , you weren’t there .
And I loved you still . Lessons for hearing my heart and soaring free …and to believe .
It’s up to me .
Dancing thoughts anchored by the presence of you now twirling freely
and
leaping into adventures of this world and into ancient threads of humanity .
The power of release in a heartbeat and tender moments will never die . 
When i loosen the hold on the mirror in my hand it’s easy notice the heart muscle relax . The stories in the image that I see could change when they are set free . Those stories ask me for freedom from time to time and I consider it for a bit . And then it’s time to explore .
There is delicious laughter to be had and it’s free though sometimes there needs to be a reminder to seek it out . Then , of course , is the courage . It’s magnificence can go unnoticed if you can imagine . It’s so dear and sometimes life changing . You may only notice it’s friend known as fear but courage often slips in quietly and opens a door . And there is freedom .
Heartbreak has it’s own odd rewards . It might bring you to yourself and it might twist and turn you until you know that you can set it free . Tears create comfort in their release freeing you heal nearly unknowable woes .
When you clearly there is love and know it as a true companion you are free .
I’ll meet you where you are and from there we can grow . I’ll meet you where you are and see where it goes . Offerings of knowledge and experience to go . Learn as you will while I hear the hurting in your questions and see trust opening a door .
When we meet in compassion it leaves us room for laughter . And a song or two later and some sweet stories come to life . Suddenly we meet in new places of shared learning and expanded thinking .
Opening the door more and more until you are meeting me where I am .
Moving through the restless ego and the dearest friend of a lifetime in spirit . The journey of the creative heart unfolding , it’s whims and battles within the mind and soul breathing . It is the dance and awakening and release that fuels yearnings . in the deepest, slow breath intimacy with a mystery is realized in the creation of art and use of words . Together they sing . 
Immersed within your power , swept up by it’s swirling energy of love and wishes , anguish and courage . It’s ending transforms the spirit . The moments that we are given …to build upon our wisdom and enrich our hearts with spiritual freedom .
do we bring them into action or observation ? Or both ? Do we welcome them into our hearts to live ? Or are they pushed into places of dispute and into corners to grow cobwebs and carried like a weight ?
These moments given to us as magnificent beauties slip away quietly . And a precious few grab hold and let them be sweet . The others will appear when it’s required . So thank you dear moment . You are dear. 
The wild so real it’s beautiful . It runs so deep that all the thorns have fallen away and turned into dust . As it opens up , stretching ever wider , it’s magnificence will envelop your heart . There may be a song to ignite the stirrings or a lullaby to soothe the spirit’s lonely wanderings .
There is joy in the beautiful , wild road . It seeks for you all the while that you sleep . And it holds your heart so dear that the comfort that you feel becomes real . Feel the lightness in the touch of the stars when they dance in your eyes . It’s an invitation to twirl with all of your heart.
The beautiful , wild road will show you the magnificence that is you . 
It lends itself your fears .
Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .
Yearning to know compassion ,
learning to know …
Is this freedom ?
When the Spirit is Free
It was a dream imagined long before the first step ever happened . The places and their specifics were not yet in my sights but somehow I knew that I would be going on this exploration . A marvelous mystery was showing itself in parts and leading to an adventure .
Delighted by the unknown in front of me and , in moments of questioning , I recognized the choice . Give my questions to trust and be on the way or feed them , turning them into fear . I chose trust and was rewarded greatly .
A magnificent adventure unfolded and lives in my heart still . It reminds me again and again of the beauty in the unknown and of the delicate language of the trees . A peaceful visitor can witness the rhythms of the sun shining through the branches and leaves and dancing on the forest floor while the birds follow the visitor’s movements with songs .
In a moment here and there I felt as though I as feeling the footsteps of the Souls that had gone before me . As if I were walking with them and they with me .
The combined solitude and camaraderie amongst the fellow pilgrims reached a place so deep that it continues to teach me and comfort me so many years later . 
blchapman 