Category Archives: Beauty

We Can Be Changed

It may begin innocently enough . A moment in which something catches our attention. We pause and look a little longer , we give it some thought and then more . And then we may begin seeking out more information or more of the ” something ” that we were drawn to and connected with so unexpectedly . This is the start of expanding our awareness . This is the start of welcoming something new whether an idea , a change in perspective or incorporating a new routine into our lives . One that is calming for the mind and nervous system . One that is a freedom from angst and anger .

In a moment suddenly there is a realization that we have a choice . We can , step by step , moment by moment , choose to pause before angst takes us over in any given moment . Breathe deeply , slow down your mind and soothe your nervous system gently . This lovely , challenging life goes by quickly and when we notice how differently we feel about life , about ourselves , when we are calm and compassionate in any circumstance . Kindness comes more easily . Peace begins within you as well as outside of you .

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Ready

I am ready for a life of love and joy flowing

I am puing down he angst and walking away .

In the creative process I am transformed and this piece I feel it is especially evident . It had a bit of a roughg start and as I layered colors and in some areas removed color it came to life beautifully .

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Healing Our Hunger

Imagery and Poetry for Ending Food Insecurity

By Barbara L. Chapman

Space for New Dreams

The light is delicate tonight and the breezes cool. Someone not too far away is

listening to a soprano singing opera . The sounds drift faintly in the air as I watch the

evening light dance with with shadows before calling it a night .

It’s the sort of peaceful , summer night that soothes the soul and invites a restorative

rest .

New dreams are given space to arrive in the subtle , warm glow of the setting sun .

The Winter’s Dream

The longest night has come and the light slows it’s beating heart . Rest into your dreams and warm your spirit with peaceful twirls turning into sleep .

The longest night has come and brings promises of new light . Lean into the winter’s darkness and feel the quiet inside of your heart’s sight .

The longest night has come and sings lightly to awaken your patience and creates stirrings of hope .

The longest night has come and invites you warm yourself in a blanket and to tenderly create visions of whats to come .

Pandemic Passages

The Wild Waves Bring Me Home

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 ….

Stamina 2020

Stamina called forward and on some days it barely stays . It does stay though and thankfully so .  Choose to do a new action when it seems as if it might  slip away and entice it to return . Deep sigh I can go on now with stamina by by side .

Purpose in each day is a search and rescue mission now .  There are days when it appears with grace and ease and oh what a delight That is . And then the days  arrive that attempt to steal  the joy with the murmurings  of  lack and questions of now what ?

Gratitude has grown because it’s heard more easily now in the quieter days  and nights of a society partly in mourning  . The voice of a loved one might visit  uplifting  the spirit like a bountiful , beautiful garden .  It’s the magnificent single moments that linger in the heart. Thankfully the smiles can still be felt and the kindness of stamina remains .

 

Waking Just Before the Light in a Pandemic

Every day  I am awake just before the light .  I hear the silence and gather it around me like a blanket and snuggle it tight  .   And then with a mind partly in this world and partly in dream world I think .

I think about the day ahead . No plans that I can see due to the pandemic  and then I ask myself like being given a test ” What day of the week is this ?” . And when I know it right away it’s a gold star for me I say .  It’s a fleeting moment of delight and then  comes the next question .  What shall I do with this day ?

Walk and then walk again .  Rest and walk and move into those things that you’ve dreamt of having time for .  You have all of this time now but all of this time will run out I say to myself …again and again .