Journal of Sacred Work

Erie Chapman Foundation

  • Days 175-178 – The Atmosphere in the Room

    When a single small child enters a room smiling, everyone feels better. What happens when a caregiver enters a room? Does a patient’s energy rise or fall? What occurs in the meeting room when a leader enters? What is the… Continue reading

  • Days 173-174 Do Not Lose Heart

    "I believe in the sun, even when it rains." ~Anne Frank There are so many troubling occurrences in the world today, locally, in communities, in our nation and globally. The universe is filled with polar opposites that ultimately make up… Continue reading

  • Days 165-166 Like Father, Like Sons!

    Note: Guest reflection by Terry Chapman. It has been said many times that “so goes the father, so goes the son”, and in my lifetime this has held true.  My father passed on to me the steady and non-judgmental love… Continue reading

  • Days 160-164 – City of God, City of Man

     Every life is fraught with longing.Truth, the home of wrinkled skin & revealed secrets. Compassion, nursing the starving at her breasts. Love, finally freeing the artist’s hand & liberating arias from the poet’s heart. Only these three swim us close… Continue reading

  • Days 153-157 – Are We Awake?

    George MacDonald (b.1824) warned, “We must wake our souls unnumbered times a day.” The key word is “souls.” Our soul can tell us how to spend our time. Mine tells me to create. Each day Love hands me what the camera… Continue reading

  • Days 139-140 Pause to Honor and Remember

    "Our nation owes a debt to its fallen heroes that we can never fully repay, but we can honor their sacrifice." — Barack Obama As I constructed this collage, I looked at several war photos, which was a somber, poignant… Continue reading

  • Days 134-138 Saint Liz

     Patients soothed in the middle of crises may never know the impact Liz has had on their lives. They will not even know that she has been sainted. But, you will. Continue reading

  • Days 132-133 You Are…

      I am the unopened bud, and I the blossom, I am the life force gathering to a crest, I am the still companion of the silence, I am the far-flung seeker of the quest. I am the daughter gathering… Continue reading

  • Days 127-131 – Hope Tucked in Old Movies

     “‘Always try to see life around ya as if you’d just come out of a tunnel.'” – Jimmy Stewart, Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939) Thank you for holding high Love’s light – especially when darkness seems unending. Thank you… Continue reading

  • Days 125-126 The Rhythm of A Blessing

    “There is no remedy for love but to love more.” —Henry David Thoreau Although this is not everyone's experience, I am keenly aware that several of my friends have recently lost their moms.  I feel compelled to acknowledge this huge… Continue reading