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The Rawness and The Love

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The rawness exposed rising up from my soul .

Shuddering in it’s innocence and slightly sweet in it’s song .

Dares to be a melody and not a lullaby .

And a glimpse of raggedy edges does not frighten  me .

They have been seen before .

The longing for smoothness may appear along with gentleness in your glimpses  .

There is nothing to fear .

In a moment , when a breeze becomes more , I choose to run along beside it .

Almost wanting to close my eyes  and only to feel …

the delight and the laughter

and then I am free .

When the Spirit is Free

 

 

The Constricted Heart

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When kindness is freed from it’s holding space ,  the mind opens up and  the muscles relax . We may even  become light enough to step into a dance .  A dance of sensing possibilities.  While the harshness fades  clarity  comes . It falls quietly away .  O do  we remember  how to choose to BE ?

The constricted  heart is in pain , you see .  It really only wants to be set free .  The anger planted there is a poison and it kills .  There is no pretty way around  it .  It is what it does and there is no more to be seen and said  .  Forgive those that trespass  against you .

Is that lesson still unlearned and not lived amongst us ?  Dare it be so .

Mon Coeur

 

Sleep Walking

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A delight to be fully awake  and a fright to see  the sleep walking  surrounding the brilliant lights.

“Don’t startle them awake ” I say  .  Then I wonder why .

Clear sight into wisdom and willingness to question ideas  with ideals will , surely , free  even the darkest among us .

A twirl within a dance may welcome a smile  but just as simply invite a tear to the eye  .

Dancing creating new life in the heart intensifying the vibrant  songs  in the light  of your sight .

Gently quiet …a slight hush sweeping slowly over the dreams in your wakefulness  .

I live to hear those dreams .  I love to know  the life in their mysteries   .

 

A Whisper

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Life , as strong she is , vulnerable like a whisper .

The notions planted in your heart , before birth or since , guide and question .

A melody in a moment  and a song for battle in the long , drawn out days .

Walking through scenarios attempting to break free .

A captured moment in the beating of your heart

lays claim to what will be done next .

The wildness in the unknown beckons and calls

stirring the mind and releasing all fears

Leap and leap again !

There is no one richer than the one with the full heart  .

Enchantment

Where Does Your Heart Wander ?

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Left alone  in the quietness  of the heart  and turned away from distractions ,

It is strong and sweet  .

Fearless towards laughter that is loud and the tears that  wait to flow ,

It is both  wise and naive .

Left alone in the quietness of the heart and  away from doubt ,

It is subtle though  not at all meek .

Close your eyes with love as the day has been done and watch your heart wander .

 

Kindness in an Every Day Life

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When I see a face with the weight of sorrow it is a moment of  seeking to love .

If welcomed  into your eyes there  may be softening , a gentle glow when you know you are visible .

When I  see a smile easing itself out from the  depths then the connection becomes alive .

If a breath to show life is shared hen why not the sorrows and the fears ?

When I walk to feel the sweet Earth beneath my feet and pause to know you are feeling her too , then we are connected .

If  a  chance meeting with a song from a bird so close on the branch that the smile overtakes me  so that I think of you .

When given the chance to see how compassion has brought new light for us all  to see

then I am free.

 

‘ Music of Life ‘ http://chapman-art.com

FREEDOM

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She hides in plain view and  … can be heard singing in your ear .

A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .

She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn

and sees a clear flight .

She will pound inside your heart  only when the cause is not right .

And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace

and into the night .

‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″

A Fiery Night

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An invitation to awaken  by a dream …

to go willingly or not at all ?

I dare to go .

And please leave your mask at the door , should you choose  to join me .

Laughing wildly or holding poses ,

the steps are all the same .

Loving life is free

so why or why charge a fee ?

‘Coming into Being’ chalk pastel 18×24 2/2013 #48

Quiet

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Quiet .  A morning unfolds in sweetness and sounds of a willing life .

Hues gently strolling  in and waking the hopes for courage .

Smile .  Greetings to you  and with  a gift of warm eyes  I speak  with truth .

Wind comes with a blessing  and there is not sacrifice in a beating heart .

Roar .  Into the night the blues and magicians in the stars come awake .

Startled or peaceful  ,  it is you .

‘NEW DAWN’ 11×14 chalk pastels 2012 Donation to Bailey Boushay seattle

 

Warm Embrace

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Warm embraces

and

forceful steps   are ….

lingering  and speaking .

Prayers are more than you think .

A silent language living in a single cell

and

then multiplying  as we think .

The way is compassion  not hate .

It is a choice , after all  ,  that warm embrace .

Friends