This blog's for ME

Almost 25 years old, asking my parents if I can sleep in their bed with them. I had thought I was going to be the 25th Prime Minister of Canada. Things had changed. 10 years later, I was still a scared little boy. The time had come to slap myself awake. One Saturday morning, November 19th, 2009, I declared to the world I would be riding my 10 year-old motorcycle from Vancouver, BC Canada to Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, and back.

The official departure was August 28th, 2010. A group of well-wishers saw me off at 8:03 am.

I arrived in Rio de Janeiro around 6 pm March 1st, 2011.



My return to Vancouver came on July 5th, 2011 about 2:00 pm.

Drug & alcohol abuse, ADD, social anxiety, health, chronic pain, night terrors.

So many concerns. But I am far more interested in this question: Do I have the capacity to make this trip despite all my shortcomings?

My mission: To inspire myself to face my fears, enlighten myself on how all living things can peacefully co-exist, enjoy every moment, and see the world as plentiful and generous.

Go ahead. Call me crazy. Call me anything you like.

I'm out to save my world.



I LOVE YOU ALL



Questions, comments, concerns, threats? Contact me: jason.chapman99@gmail.com


Close Your Eyes And Jump

My friend Tommy texted me today and asked if I was getting excited about my trip. "A mix of things as you can well understand." I replied. "Saying goodbye to the known security and safety and stepping into the unknown. It is at one time scary and and exciting." His reply? "Close your eyes and jump. I am envious." I wanted to tell him I too am envious of him - 3 beautiful kids and a great wife.

The grass always seems greener when you are looking over the fence. I will fertilize my own lawns, and make sure they are well taken care of. Not manicured, or easy to manage, but a wonderfully wild assortment of rocks, bushes, trees, long, unkempt grasses with creepy, crawly, wonderfully abundant, bugs, beetles and triumphant birds perched all over. Come for a visit, but envy has no place in my backyard. We all have our gardens to tend, and the wonderful gift we're given is comprised of the tools to make it our own. The bonus is when we get to enjoy anothers as if it were our own.

Let's share in each others experience of life. We're all in this thing together.
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