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At the Corner Where Dreams Meet Reality….. by Audrey Steele, L.Ac.

4/23/2015

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The Elders speak:  “When men on earth have done their best, angels in Heaven will do the rest”.  I don’t know the source, but I remember hearing those words growing up as the Elders spoke, and again in a song by one of my most favorite Conscious Lyrics Reggae artist, Luciano: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9AuC1PvNx4 . 
The relevance of those words hit home again fairly recently as I sat at a local coffee shop and (inadvertently) overhead a conversation between a life-coach & her client.  Have you ever witnessed others go on & on about what they really deserve and should have had, but they didn’t accomplish and are still lacking?   You can encourage them as much as you want - from here to eternity and back - but if they are not absolutely convicted that there’s more to it than just wanting, wishing and waiting, then it becomes, as Langston Hughes would say: “a dream deferred”.   The life-coach had a tough time trying to convince her dreamer-client that she needed to do more than just dream, and it got me to thinking about my future dreams versus my present reality.

Over a decade ago when I was at a pivotal crossroad in my life, I created a specific vision board as part of a manifestation ritual I was doing for the New Moon.  It’s interesting to see how I have not had to change the content on that particular board after all this time, but on each New Moon, I always revisit my original dream to see if I am on target, or if I need to do something differently.  It’s almost like gardening:  with each season and even in between, you have to weed, dead-head, fertilize and tend to your crop.  Assuming nothing needs to change - if nothing else - you have to at least stop long enough to ‘smell the roses along the way’ or appreciate the fruits of your labor.  My vision board has representative pictures of what I wished to manifest in my life with a central theme of fulfilling my Soul’s purpose.  Yes, it included elements of my dreams, but I knew if I didn't do anything else but sit and look at it, nothing would ever come to fruition.  If I didn't develop a plan for accomplishing said wishes and dreams, they would never materialize.  


My present day reality is an attestation to the hard work I put in and the sacrifices I made.  Now that’s not to say that I was all work and no play.  I have played hooky and partied, napped instead of being “productive”, resisted and rebelled, got distracted and took a wrong turn, and I have kicked a can or two in disgust or despair or when I got super frustrated.  I am proud of my hard work and the progress I have made, but it doesn't stop there.  There are days when I still feel as if I haven’t done enough, that there is so much more to do, yet very little time.  I cannot rest on my laurels.  I think I can credit my ancestral lineage for my determination and drive, and my parents for raising us the way they did.  They instilled in us through their words and their actions, that if you wanted something, you work for it. “IT” wasn't going to be handed to you on a silver platter.  Their wisdom came in succinct but deeply powerful sentences such as: “You weren't born with a silver spoon in your mouth”, “Hard work never killed anyone”, and perhaps the other half to the above opening quote: “God helps those who help themselves” (Algernon Sydney).   

I am now in the process of learning how to manage my own business, and so the vision board that I created 5 years ago for the practice of my dreams continues to morph and change each month on the New Moon.  Its structure and foundation is driven by a step-by-step business plan, but what warms my soul and provides fuel for the fire is my vision for how I want to practice and the capacity in which I am called to serve.  It was Eleanor Roosevelt who said  “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams”.  That space in which I live is where my dreams meet reality.  The Elders ask:  Where lie your dreams, and what steps will you take to manifest them into reality?
Audrey Steele, L.Ac.
www.Acupuncture4YourHealth.com

“A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work” (Colin Powell)  


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Here’s me fulfilling 1 of my dreams to continue productive container-gardening (this is my first delicious batch of hybrid black tomatoes :-)
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The Antidote to Dying is Living by Audrey Steele, Acupuncture Physician

3/5/2015

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This month happens to be my Great-Granny’s birthday (3/3 – you know I love numbers) so I honor the memory of her & the role she played in my formative years (Happy b -Earthday, Daisy-Maude!).  She was a pillar of strength, both in size and wisdom; not loud but fiercely protective, VERY spiritual, and definitely a force to be reckoned with.  She was the rooted oak, stately and proud, unwavering in her faith; our Rock, and yet heart as big as a mountain with love for all.  She taught me the gift of faith, family and forgiveness; she taught me to always be polite, and to acknowledge & respect everyone who crossed our path (Hebrews 13:2 – “Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares”).  She was compassionate and considerate and generous to a fault.  No one came to visit us who didn’t leave with a full tummy and a gift to go – “gift” having come from the earth: a bunch of thyme in a little wrinkled brown paper bag, a couple mangos, maybe a cup of dried pimento berries, and they definitely got prayers to go as she was a staunch Pentecostal.  One of my fondest  memories was going to the market with her on any given day, and as she stopped to talk to the various people we met while shopping, it never failed that she could trace back their family history and before you knew it, we were talking like long lost family members who had been reunited.  She was a true Griot-Jali.  When she passed, my loss was great, but I can still count on her to be my strength in times of need.  She comes to me now in random reflections, the traditional smells of my homeland, the melody of a hymn during my walks in nature, and she always visits me in my Dreamstate.    On my last trip to Jamaica, I visited her gravesite to say hello.  The place was not as I had remembered it as it was so many years ago, yet it was comforting to know that there is a place of rest at the end of the road.  My cousins who had accompanied me stayed back, partly to respect my privacy but also because the newer generation didn’t see the cemetery as a place to ‘hang out’.

I’ve always had a fascination with cemeteries – not in a morbid way, but they always seemed very peaceful to me – nothing to do but think and pray I guess?  You certainly couldn’t get any more quiet than that.  In my mind, it’s a place where you could go to reconnect with those who had gone on before.  It almost seems like I would be closer to them there than if I just stared at the stars or sat on the porch and talked to them like I usually do when I need guidance.  Wandering around a cemetery, reading the tombstones, I am amazed at the stories they tell.  Seems who you were when you were living doesn’t get forgotten just because you’re 6 feet deep, as evidenced by the epitaphs that immortalized and honored their memory on their tombstones.  You could tell the ones who had a biting, dry sense of humor versus the ones who were gentile and subtle.  Stories of heroism and grief were buffered with the promise of eternal peace and rest.  Back in the 90s, I vacationed in several European countries & took pictures of cemeteries during my travels.  On my last visit to Europe, my dear friend & traveling partner lost my camera & all my cherished photos, many of which had the most beautiful shots of ornate cemeteries, historic writings and pervasive peace.   

I recently moved to a different part of town, and lately I’ve been out and about exploring my new neighborhood and the surrounding community,  discovering new “weeds” for our ‘Garden of Weedn’  blog.   The picture above is from a small cemetery “built” back in 1870 that sits right smack dab in the middle of a bifurcated street in the middle of our neighborhood. I was struck by how small and quaint it was in size and character, but albeit an important one, as many of the surrounding streets are named after the family that’s buried there.  “Dead End”…“One Way”….  the signs say.  The irony and the humor of this lies in the truth of it all.  Life is just ‘one way’, but it doesn’t have to be a dead end.  On the days that I work as an ICU nurse, I get to stare life - and death - between the eyes almost every shift I work.  It is interesting to see how people handle both.  There are those who struggle and fight to live, just as there are those who give up too soon just because of a label and a symptom.  Age is irrelevant.  Quality trumps quantity of life.  I have no fear of death at this point in my life.  I have seen too much.  I live my life without excuses or regrets, and frequently with an exclamation sign.  How fitting that as I progress through these days of Lent, that I should stumble upon this gem of a cemetery in my little neighborhood  –  a reminder not of the pain of Crucifixion, but the joys of Resurrection.  We’ve all been through a lot – from the pain of physical trauma, to the unspoken and hidden sufferings of our  emotional, mental and spiritual bodies.  We can learn from our experiences but we should never allow them to define or limit us.  The antidote to dying, dear Friends, is living.  May this holy season of Spring/Easter/Pesach renew your hope and faith that “life” is everlasting.
Audrey Steele, L.Ac.
www.Acupuncture4YourHealth.com

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” (Hunter S. Thompson)

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    Audrey Steele, L.Ac. 
    Licensed Acupuncture Physician

    Certified Healing Touch Practitioner, Mayan/Usui Reiki Master, Beyond Surgery Coaching Practitioner, Acupuncture Physician - NCCAOM Board Certified in Oriental Medicine (Acupuncture, Asian Bodywork Therapy & Chinese Herbology) & licensed in the state of Florida.

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