Erie Chapman Foundation

  • Days 199-203 The Wild Soul

    We feel most isolated when we lose touch with beauty. God’s love frees our earthly spirits to “be wild” with our own love; to be drunk on Mother Nature. And to care for the suffering. Continue reading

  • Days 97-198 You Can Make the Mountains Ring

    "If you hear the song I sing You will understand (listen!) You hold the key to love and fear All in your trembling hand Just one key unlocks them both It's there at you command" Excerpt from the song, "Get… Continue reading

  • Days 192-196 A Land of Oneness?

    "It is easy to turn away from a stranger, the unknown other, from the faceless in a crowded sea of otherness." – Liz Wessel    In her weekend essay (& exceptional painting) Liz Wessel answered a question that I also… Continue reading

  • Days 190-191 Two by Two

    "The ark of peace is entered two by two." A Course in Miracles It is easy to turn away from a stranger, the unknown other, from the faceless in a crowded sea of otherness. We may feel guarded, fearful or… Continue reading

  • Days 185-189 – Life was not wasted on her…

    Many of us squander our time on earth. Life was not wasted on Gretchen. She embraced it, drank its champagne, painted it the color of Argentina, changed a city & impacted hundreds of thousands. Continue reading

  • Days 176-177 A Special Kind of Artist

    "An artist is not a special kind of person; rather each person is a special kind of artist."- Ananda Coomaraswamy A friend, mentor, artist and spiritual sage, Sr. Madeleva opened her "Art and Contemplation" class with the above quote. Her… Continue reading

  • Days 171-175 – “Eternity’s Sunrise” or Will This Poem Change Your Life?

     Is any art or any poetry powerful enough to change how you view the world? We often do not know these important things unless we seek to answer such questions.  Continue reading

  • Days 164-168 – Other Realities

    She awakes in a forest that she knows & encounters one she knows not. From my altered states I am sure everyday reality is shallow as a birdbath. “Recent studies of superstring theory relating to the smallest subatomic particles suggest… Continue reading

  • Days 162-163 Vanishing

    I thought the earth  remembered me, she  took me back so tenderly, arranging  her dark skirts, her pockets  full of lichens and seeds. I slept  as never before, a stone on the riverbed, nothing between me and the white fire… Continue reading

  • Days 157-161 – What do we worship?

    We are what we worship. Worship a flower & experience its energy. Appreciate a sacred shine & feel peace. Seek to heal the wounded & you will feel healing. Worship cruelty & your spirit will suffer.  Continue reading