Hold Fast to Dreams . . . or not

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I remember when I was in 10th grade we were assigned an English project to create a poetry book of our favorite poems.  I’ve never really been into poetry—but I like words and some words come together in a cool way.  This was one of the poems by Langston Hughes that I selected.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

I’ve been wondering about long-held dreams lately. This past year my dreams have been pushed around a bit by fate and circumstances.  I was on a mission to complete unfinished books that were holing up in my computer.  I got the first four done when I had a terrible car accident that knocked the feet out from under me—literally.  I was also dreaming about turning my workshop, Life by Design into something much bigger.

But suddenly I was forced to reconsider some things.

These moments are always a choice point. When face with unexpected challenges, we can curl into ourselves and wonder, “Why me?” or we can push out and upward and wonder, “Why me, why now?”

That has been the source of my strange silence these many months. I’ve been caught in introspection and inquiry.

Since my early twenties I’ve worked so hard to dream big and see myself as both a published author and a person who can influence others on the world stage.  I’m a person of high ideas and ideals–and a serious student of both.

To tell you the truth, neither of my dreams have reached the heights I had aspired to. I’m not sure why. The best “excuse” I can think of is that I am, in truth, an introvert. I don’t like crowds. I don’t like self-promotion.I don’t like Twitter.

So, do I let those dreams die? And what will happen to that broken-winged bird who cannot fly?

Well, I’m learning a lot of new things about myself from contemplating these questions.

This past August, after a sad and frustrating summer of being unable to navigate in my usual non-stop, on the move gardening self, I did experience a time of depression.  Then (thank God) Milt heard about this medical device that stimulates circulation at the level of the capillary bed from his brother, John.  We tried it mid-August and by the end of the month, I sat in the garden.  We bought a “Bemer” in early September and by the middle of the month my feet had healed to the point where I could seriously go back to the garden.  I had a delightful time jerking the grass and weeds from my badly neglected gardens.

But then I realized something even more important. Not only were my feet getting better, but my thinking was clearer, and my energy felt fresh and new again.

And I just didn’t feel like jumping back into chasing my old goals (finishing old manuscripts and doing level one workshops) that seemed to not be growing into anything. Because Milt and I were both having such a good result from this device, we decided to work to build a business distributing the Bemer Therapy device.

Some cool things have been happening around this—and lots of new learning.  Here is the short list of what I’ve been learning the past four months.

  • There are a lot of people struggling to be well and have the energy they need for life.
  • It is easier for me to talk to people about a device that enhances life energy then it is to talk about one of my books or workshops.
  • Milt and I finally have a common project again instead of “his work” and “my work.” We like building together.
  • The company has a great plan to help distributors build a substantial income just sharing the technology with others so they can feel better. (As co-creators, we’ve never had substantial or even regular income.)
  • All those skills that I have been building to help others realize their goals and dreams, I can now plug right into using with my distributors so they can grow and expand.
  • And all the energy that I had to create a substantial business structure I can now plug into building this business. And finally,
  • No book, workshop, coach, counselor, therapist, constellation, or degree program is going to help me be more of who I want to be if I lack life’s most essential energy at the cellular level. Take care of the body first.
  • So, sometimes old dreams have to shrivel a bit just like the plants in my garden. They have a great season and then curl up and sink into the earth to make room for the life that is coming in the new season.

We shall see how this evolves for us.  For now I’m in the romance period of starting a new project with Milt telling people about an innovative new way to gain health and energy by laying on a mat two times a day for 8 minutes.  (Almost sounds too good to be true.)

I’m putting my workshops, writing, and other pursuits on a low back burner until I see how things unfold. I love that I am again reading, studying, learning, meeting new people, and working with them on creating new frames to move into. So, if you don’t hear from me again for six months—well, no worries. I am not a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.  I’m just flying in some new skies for a while.

I hope you are entering this New Year filled of your own dreams and enticing goals. Be totally in love with what you are doing and who you are doing it with. If you aren’t, let that garden go fallow and start a new one.

Life is so short—we can’t afford to waste any time.

PS—If you decide to Google Bemer Therapy, realize that there is another company out there that is doing bad business practice. Our company has issued a cease and desist on certain claims put out by IMRS. Contact me personally if you want to know more about it, and I’ll share some materials with you.

PPSS—My favorite creative outlet has been drawing crazy little snow people and putting them on face book. You can see them all on my FB page. And yes, you can still order some of my books and have a good read. Silver is my favorite of the four new books followed by One Drum, a close second. But don’t leave Sulee out of the mix either.  And of course, if you have never read Washaka The Bear Dreamer—well, that is simply a must read. You can order any of these books at www.manykites.com.  

A final PS.  We are heading to Rapid City next week with multiple events.  Get in touch if you want info on where and when.

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