Journal of Sacred Work

Caregivers have superpowers! Radical Loving Care illuminates the divine truth that caregiving is not just a job. It is Sacred Work.

About

   There is a genius living in my backyard. He is this Willow Leaf Oak. He features his own brain & a trunk stronger than Goliath. Pansies adore him.  Willow leaf oak  child brain  pansies - copyright erie chapman 2017

   His hair reminds medical students of dendrites, those strange, neuron-based tendrils without which we experience no thought.

   Neurons speak to each other through dendrites. When stimulated dendrites excite or inhibit neurons. 

   What stimuli awaken intelligence? Mozart, a certified brainiac, said "Love, love, love is the soul of genius."

   It is a mistake to limit genius to the contents of the cranium. Healing lives in loving fingertips as much as it does in scalpel blades. A compassionate gaze proves that eyes can change brain chemistry as powerfully as Valium. Love is not measured in cubic centimeters or milligrams because its power is beyond measure. 

   Genius will give herself to us if we engage effort – find new ways to express ourselves so that we discover the beauty within.

   David Whyte wrote, "Poetry is often the art of overhearing yourself say things you didn't know you knew." 

   Whyte seems to tell us: If you want to excite your dendrites write a poem, a song, a story, without worrying if anyone will like it. You will discover fragments of genius hiding in your heart!"

-Erie Chapman

Surrealist photo-image by Erie

Posted in

3 responses to “Days 86-91 – Hidden Genius”

  1. Liz Avatar
    Liz

    I found myself smiling and chuckling to myself as I gazed upon your splendid photo and read your accompanying thoughts… YES! without worry, without judgement…receptive to life’s unfolding. Love this, Erie. Thank you!

    Like

  2. Terry Chapman Avatar
    Terry Chapman

    “You will discover fragments of genius hiding in your heart!” I certainly hope so, especially when working on my life story, “Suburban Odyssey”.
    As I write my autobiography, I am remembering, vividly, many memories of times past, and intricate situations, culled by my dendrites, to the surface of my reflection; distilled by time’s long passages, and put down on paper, sometimes very quickly, and without much thought as to how to word this or that.
    My writing reflects the scintillating rays of so many people, that make up my life, and for me: God’s everlasting Love!

    Like

  3. Teresa Reynolds Avatar
    Teresa Reynolds

    One of my very favorite journal postings on the site!!

    Like

Leave a reply to Teresa Reynolds Cancel reply