If it weren't for the dream

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Dream Actualized

Sometime ago I dreamed of hosting a spoken word festival in our own
home community. So therein lies the heart of this short story......To
become a man of dreams.....to pursue my heart mind conflict is my life
mission and I see that ever present struggle in all peoples......what
our heart wants, what our mind tells us....so I follow my heart and
hope my mind can keep up...this dream is my guide.

As I made my initial journey into the world of poets, spoken word
artists and musicians....I have found many wonderful friends, shared
some great times.....I have cried tears of joy and had my heart broken
so many times, I don't even try to mend the tears....and yet I
continue along this path...along this circle of words....our thoughts
and emotions manifested in words...

Poetry to the People, April 2008 has been a wonderment for me....what
started out as dream became a gift for me to embrace.....I have been
blessed. My new friends are like stars in the dark night, my old
friends have become dear and cherished family members....and my blood
family are ever so much a part of me that that my world spins trying
to keep up with so much energy.....

My dream was embraced by friends and family....I have the loving
support of so many beautiful people and at the same time, there is so
much apathy in the world.....so much apathy that a person of weak
character can be still frozen in their tracks....worse yet, I
understand fully how people become shallow and bitter by the way we
can treat each other....

Yet I stayed the course, mostly because I don' know any better, no
really..... mostly because I am a Love Drunk Gypsy Pirate Indian Poet
so in love with my own words I just keep on keeping on...

I am loading Charging Bear, my beloved pony with my gear for the last
show of the festival...a show in my home town....and I am so
overwhelmed I cant speak...yet I can write.

I just look at my son and wife and they know...the people who really,
really love me always know what I am feeling....they just look in my
eyes......the eyes can't lie...

so from my home to yours, from El Jardin to you.....Thank you for your
support and love. Thank you for your energy and yes, to even those of
you who were mean spirited and lost in your own pain, thank you for
your lessons...for I am a better man for having followed my dream, for
having experienced you..

So on the wings of love...... I follow my dream....