What good is a dream...
If a dream persists - and nothing is done?
Who loses - The dreamer?
Or the people whom the dreamer has already helped?
The Equation that Supports Fulfillment – and Combats Failure.
“He asked me what I wanted to do, and I told him. ‘I would like to be a Bio-Intuitive Healer’.” Wait! What? This dreamer of a kid – who composes music, loves the arts was a professional singer touring half the world was famous in Atlanta and other places, quit to become a barber – now wants to be a bio-Intuitive Healer?
How does that even add up?
I can tell you in four sentences, but before I do, answer this if you will. Who didn’t tie a blanket around his neck or tuck it in his shirt; to soar faster than a speeding bullet? (America 1950’s) it was all about being a super-hero. I consciously woke up in California – at age four. It wasn’t about being the strongest. It was the thought that I might actually help people. Though all I thought about was flying.
Okay, 1-2-3- JUMP!
We – the gang on my street and I often jumped off the roof of the garage which had a tall pile of – cut grass beside it. At 6 years old, clearly the cry baby (me) who wouldn’t dare do anything dangerous – made his way to the launching point and jumped before one of the other boys – named Dorsey – skate-boarded his way (off the same roof) to a broken arm.
No life-threatening gashes – just some pseudo-pumped-up egos were for those who – landed safely. I think I jumped twice. The “One girl” beat the “four boys” every time; though I can’t remember how we kept score. Everyone survived. Why she easily had the home-team advantage. It was her garage.
I spoke Spanish at age ten. That same year I had been to Europe to attend my cousin’s wedding in Denmark. I also traveled with a Los Angeles choir to London, England to do “Brahms Requiem,” also in, Lincoln and Exeter. I loved to sing. My family was very musical.
In high school, I really only enjoyed art, foreign language, and music. However, thanks to two new French students from Paris, I could speak French when I reached my senior year at 17. The following year it was understood that a move to New York after graduation was a promising thing to do.
But an opportunity to sing the Celebrant role in Leonard Bernstein’s MASS in 1975 with Robert Shaw, conducting The Atlanta Symphony came along. Reason and confidence were at their highest. I stayed in Atlanta.
The production was well-received that first year. It was repeated the following season. The two-year activity pushed the New York idea to the back burner. I became very ill. New York was seemingly out of the picture. I worked in and around Atlanta for four years, teaching and performing.
I did – essentially – however- though not physically – become connected to New York production through an Atlanta audition. I was cast to play across Alexis Smith, on Broadway in a show called “Platinum”. It was all about the Recording Industry. Unfortunately, the show was canceled one month after it opened. Though that was very disappointing, it was a great ego booster.
20 years later…
After a few years of touring, teaching, and being a barber. In 2004-5 I completed 190 hours of Ontological Kinesiology study under Peter Scupham, in Atlanta Georgia. A physical process through which strength and weakness both provide understanding of any specific force – thought – or genetic belief – suppressing an individual. How each person’s own energetic equation supports or fails to support desired fulfillment in any area, on any level.
This after being immersed in Applied Kinesiology for forty years was the impetus for my answer. I wanted to be a Bio-Intuitive Healer if there was such a thing. I believed I was just that. He looked at me as if I was from another planet. I looked at him much in the same way.
I asked him, “How do I get there?” “Pour yourself into what you are doing, and if it is meant to be, you will end up there.” His answer shocked me.
THE FUTURE
The future you desire is embedded in the present. Don’t leave the path you are on – what you choose will find you. What could I say? Life’s too short to argue.
