At 46, I am beginning a segment in my life which includes the collective skills, abilities or at least interest which has gained clarity thanks to the ongoing validation and encouragement of everyone who has valued and believed in me.
I am grateful for all the input and guidance I can get here at Helium, and I hope to contribute quality and meaningful content.

Peace2U at Helium

S Chapman

My passion is ...

Expressive art, such as writing, music, drawing, public speaking, color as therapy and always athletics

I know too much about ...

self rejection and low self worth

My parents always told me ...

Very little, basically to my Dad , he took pride in hearing those who knew call me a football player on my way, and little else, but those who stepped up to the plate in my parents place told me often,I had everything I needed to be a "people changer and soul surgeon" Interesting choice of words, but it has become the "muscle" I now live in. It is the meaning in the maze.

My childhood ambition ...

Joe Namath, Joe Namath and Joe Namath, followed by little else

My favorite memory ...

Playing Huck Finn in class opereta Tom Sawyer and another one, Finians Rainbow

Why I write ...

Freedom and clarity. It quiets the static when my thoughts, feelings and actions collide

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Situation Room! and King of the Hill!, reading Quiet Strength by Tony Dungy and My American Journey by Colin Powell

My first job ...

Painters Helper during summer of age 14

My best moment ...

Surrendering after years of quitting and truly knowing the difference

My inspiration ...

The future, and opportunities to share lessons from an often self created "Hells Highway, and motivated to reach out by all the times I came home to a house full of young people, even when my son wasn't home, and being told by my wife they were hanging out there because of me, and they knew I heard and valued them, I want to make a difference

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Her Tree, I Forever See

To most anyone, it was probably just a big vacant lot, but to me, at 4 years old, it was my yard, and completely empty except for that one big tree. Next to our "yard" was a corner store, and a little apartment over the store was home to me, my mother and my little brother, who was 17 months younger than I.
My mother and father had divorced, and as a 4 year old with no other frame of reference, life was good, and because we were poor,mom told us our daily snack of lettuce on a plate, with mayonnaise to dip it in, and sugar water, was many children favorite, and...

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