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3x5OverToThe DarkSideWednesday Wisdom ~ DreamSculptr travel sense, Little Man with a Big Siren, and a question, so Angel doesn’t go over to the dark side in a few hours.

DreamSculpting Interactive is all about hearing from you what will make your dreams sing, and including that when sharing an upcoming guidebook I compiled for myself ~ a relatively playful process that worked well for me during the worst of my personal trials, and continues to do so.

First, though, I want to say that last night’s travel ambassador tour at the stadium clubhouse was awesome! Thank you CVB and stadium manager. I met fascinating new people and ran into friends with whom I swapped travel adventures, leading a friend to ask, “Why don’t you write about the many benefits of your adventures?” Would people actually be interested in reading this?

I told my friend, “I’m too busy adventuring.” (Well, publishing books and dancing around the art of ceramics,  watermedia, and staying alive, too). Then I remembered the safe, savvy, solo travel book I began as a spinoff from the sculpting my dreams book while driving coast to coast to ‘walk my talk,’ after finalizing a late bloomer degree that placed me firmly in the professional ranks back home.

Travel is magical. It transports me to other worlds and connects me to new people. As much as I love being caught in the lens, while traveling I am the one behind the camera. I love adventures, like those recently spent cruising from Paris to Monaco, through the Pacific islands, trolling the Caribbean, escapades on the Disney ships, and sailing on windjammers. Times spent enjoying Denali, calving glaciers, sweeping through Europe to study the arts, sleeping in a national forest outside the Grand Canyon, climbing volcanoes, residing on the Emperor’s moat in the elegant Akasaka Prince, riding the Shinkansen, homestays in “rural” Otsu, and drawing artwork for a ‘little man with a big siren’ after leaving Denver trailing a broken leafspring. Then there were times when I nearly died in the Hiawatha Nat’l forest, when the flooding Colorado River near Arches swallowed me, when I survived Death Valley without air one hot July, those insider observatory tours with my personal astrophysicist, a lockout on Olympia, and a storybook life as a kid along the Pigeon river wilderness and Rifle river while pulling porcupine needles from a dog’s muzzle, skinning rabbits, and petting a tame elk tagging at my heels. Other times, I faced a Yellowstone black bear, caught myself in a frenzied herd of  longhorn cattle, as well as earthquakes, tornadoes, and stampeding buffalo. I drove sheep, climbed mountains, learned 35mm photography far out on a Kaibob ledge jutting into the Grand Canyon without a railing, and hiked canyons with my brother. I’ve experienced amazingly spiritual animal encounters, escaped from a roaring inferno, unknowingly worked for a serial killer, endured my child being in the Rome airport during a terrible bombing, been guarded by a tiny Japanese woman with a parasol, survived the Great Sargasso Sea of Romantic Turbulence, broken through the glass ceiling, found personal discovery and generated questions, plus much more.

My travel hasn’t always been solo but lately much of it has. “Walking my talk” led to many people at Disney World and across the country freeing themselves from spellbinding circumstances to pursue their dreams.

This represents a lot of exhausting air, overland, train, and ship travel for a woman who, like all women, can be magnetic in person but must hide her charm when far from her sanctuary and yet still plan well enough to allow for spontaneous openings ~ for new people, new ideas, and insight.

Many benefits come from solo travel, whether you are truly alone or hitched to a flock of other travelers going in the same direction. I developed better radar, found moments when I forgot to guard my heart, formatted a better understanding of the world, and, of course, encountered events that required the intervention of my guardian angels. But they rose to the challenge. Now I know of new places to mention when friends ask, “what’s next?”

Preparation is key to safe, savvy solo travel. It is critical to know how to pack your bags, how to stay ‘invisible’ at times, and when to join in or merely observe. Safe transportation is a must, as well as preparing for emergencies that arise along the way ~ and that includes unexpected situations with a first time roommate as well as mechanical upsets and crises back at home base.

The truth is, I don’t know if I want to reveal poignant details of my life. I currently write stories and poetry for older children, young adults, charity, and myself. I’ve also published stories about amazing circumstances in several local editions and I’m working on a series of novels as well as in a collaborative studio.

So before I invest my time in developing what I did and why and how, I wonder if people are interested in reading these assorted tales? How has travel opened your horizon to new possibilities that help you realize your own dream?

I drew this picture while trapped at a campground outside of Denver on the flat, high plains ~ having just left behind the awesome beauty of Colorado, Utah, and Arizona. There’s a key pad combination lock on that open privy door, and the drawing is entitled “Little Man with a Big Siren.” Ouch…TextrLilMan BigSiren

Dreams and Projects

This entry is “under development!”

It does, of course, include all of my intended books and artwork and family events. More to the point, though…

A studio!  For the many directions I seem to go in all at once.  A large creative space where a renaissance person (me) can pursue many interests in earshot of, if not in sight of, nature and water.  With room for display and my exercise equipment.  Near a quaint tree-lined recreational area, preferably high above Lake Michigan. It’s been designed for years.  In several formats.

A logo and graphic depictions of the magical “tools” to include in my books.

Incentive and encouragement.

Several paintings and sculptural, figurative pieces that illustrate ideas in my books, and are well in process but need finishing.

Legacy.  NatSplat.  Velveteen Picture. Watchers in the Wild. First Anthology. BuildAMate.  Burnin Daylight.

Doing better now…keep ’em comin’ …you can do it!  Cheers!  Of course, I’d give it all up for certain other circumstances I want…which is exactly why I have to keep going until they can practically finish themselves.  No matter that I might just age someday and miss the other boat.  A calling is a calling.  I just wish my callings were a little less intense late at night and a little more cuddly.  So in the meantime, it’s me and my stuffie Patches.  An intrepid combination.

Add your dreams and projects here:__________________________________________.  Cheers!!!

What do you think?  Consider the patchwork portraiture of a stalled desire.  Can realizing a noble dream change the world?

‘Yes,’ in all probability.   Is now the time to find your inspiration, catch a wave that’s building, and harness the tide to your own quest?

Of course, if you don’t have one, how can it ever come true?  What is your dream?

Is motivation an issue?  What to do?  Will it take a ‘lifequake’ to rivet attention on this goal?

Perhaps it’s already too late…foaming white water is churning its frothy spray against jagged rocks and the boat is tilting crazily into the sea.  Is there still time to take charge of that dream before it falls into the Great Sargasso Sea of No No’s and Whoas?  Is it time to roll the ball forward?  If the answer is ‘yes’, try asking strategic questions.  Here are a few thoughts:

♥ If I had a magic wand, what would I do?

♥ Yesterday I won the lottery and I’m being handed a check for $20 million. What will I create with it?

♥ If I were to wake tomorrow morning and discover that my deepest, fondest dream has come true, how does it look? What does it sound like, how does it smell and taste?  Describe it in detail. How would I feel in this new scenario?  Is there something I’d change, or is it perfect?

♥ I am about to enter my choice of any theme park in the world.  When I walk through the gates, I will become the one millionth guest.  Cymbals will crash and balloons will fly.  Then arms will embrace me and thrust a microphone in my face.  I have won a prize, anything I want within the park.  What park am I in?  What do I want?  What shall I go see, or do, or have?

♥ My favorite author has just released a fantasy in which I’d like to immerse myself.  The central character is a youth who has just escaped Chaos, by entering a world he’s been told to avoid.  Megalithic vegetation and critters of mythic proportion surround him, at first seeming strange, then providing new structure. While there, he discovers a new venture in which he wishes to become skilled and illustrious, renowned far and wide.  This involves great danger. Chaos is not far away, and the boundaries are weakening.  As this youth, do I go join the fight, endangering all who could benefit from my new role?  Or do I buckle down, put the pedal to the metal, and start learning, practicing, and sharing my new skill?

♥ It is downsizing time in my corporation.  The training office has sent folks out to play the ‘Great Sky God’ game with vulnerable employees who should be considering alternative careers.  After I step blindfolded onto ‘Shaki Islet’, I am thoroughly disoriented, then told that a fire has broken out nearby.  My only hope for survival is to escape the island by water.  Somewhere in the water there are life preservers and a boat.  But there is a catch;  they will only appear to me if I have acquired the necessary tools.  If I am unprepared, I can only try to swim to ‘Safe Harbor’ and begin anew.  If I can’t swim or attract help, might I perish? How can I ensure my safe passage?

♥ If I get off ‘Shaki Islet’ safely, where will I go?  To Comfort Cave, to hide from catastrophe? To Lighthouse Point, to reset my bearings?  To Prosperity Key, to dig in and retool? Or directly to Castaway Bay to enter the new arena without further delay?

Now, bring that very special dream to mind.  What needs to be done to ensure that a toolbox is equipped to snag the life preserver, anchor the tilted boat, and navigate effectively into the particular ‘Safe Harbor’ where this reward waits?  For instance, if the dream is a new job or career, this virtual toolbox probably contains a current resume, a written statement of your objective, and certification of necessary skills.   Would it also be helpful to include a networking and support circle, a compass, experience reminders, and new linkage strategies?  If the dream is a vacation trip, the virtual toolbox will likely contain your research findings, a map or guide book, funds, and transport documents.

What two or three things must you do to realize this special dream? Why do you want this?  There won’t always be a fire to ignite action, but powerful inspiration can serve a similar purpose.

Back to ‘Shaki Islet’, fire is licking the grass near bare toes.  Disoriented from the blindfold, it’s near impossible to know which side of the island is where, or in what direction the water is flowing.  And good heavens, could there be sharks in the water?

What a delight it would be, right now, to hear a boat captain pull up and say, “Give me your hand and step carefully into the boat.  Now then, where would you like me to take you?”

In closing, focus on the significance of the quest, not its overall success.  Then even the small steps and little victories along your path will take on greater meaning to fuel your effort.

Dreams and callings come in all shapes, but none is as special as the one you carry in your own heart.  It can change the world.  Proceed step by step, a thing at a time.  Wait and see, or run through walls.  Catch a wave that is building.  Join a flock of geese flying in your direction.  However you approach the matter, be creative.

Ignite your dreams! .•*¨`*• . .•*¨☆

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