My Impossible Story

Or, “How I learned to do IMPOSSIBLE things …”

(Okay, you’re absolutely going to think I’m making all of this up. But I swear, every word of it is 100% true.)

I grew up surrounded by a host of colorful characters.

I spent my childhood on county fair midways and race tracks all across the Midwest (my family business was racing horses). My mentors were carnies, pitchmen, gamblers, grifters, magicians, and fortune-tellers. I learned amazing things from ALL of them.

On top of that …

My mom was a psychic and spirit medium.

No … really.

We’re talking old-school psychic here, not New-Age-900-number psychic. She taught me techniques and traditions going back hundreds of years … REALLY cool stuff.

That’s why …

You’ll see things in my programs you WON’T see anywhere else!

It was definitely a one-of-a-kind childhood.

I was also born with a disability …

Cerebral Palsy. My mother was told I wouldn’t survive. (Spoiler: I did.)

Later, She was told I would never walk (I did that too … but I do have a pretty noticeable limp).

But because I grew up with a disability …

People have always tried to tell me what THEY thought I couldn’t do.

I’m sure most of them meant well. They wanted to spare me the pain of what they saw as inevitable failure.

I realized pretty quickly I could do one of two things:

  1. I could listen to them and live in a very small world, or
  2. I could risk failure and maybe live in a much larger one.

So I stopped listening to them.

And I failed … a LOT … but not always. As a result I’ve done things many other people only dream of doing.

And I learned an important lesson.

Whenever someone says, “that’s impossible,” what they’re really saying is they don’t know how to do something … and since they are the smartest person they know, there’s no way you could know how to do it, right?

That’s just a lack of imagination.

As I got older I realized I wasn’t the only person being told, “you can’t do that!”

But this was different.

These people were being told what they could or couldn’t do because they were a different color … because of their gender … or because they chose to see their world differently.

Seeing that made me sad … and angry.

So I got involved in diversity and advocacy efforts.

  • I served on state boards and commissions.
  • And I coordinated State Government efforts to fight employment discrimination against women, minorities and persons with disabilities.
  • Later I moved on to work as an advocate with a Federal program to help parents of children with disabilities in public schools.

I did a lot of good work and I helped a lot of people.

But over time I got burned out.

Because, you can only beat your head against The System for so long. And on top of that, parts of The System are just plain broken.

I was miserable.

The question was, what was I going to do now?

I had a truly unique skill set (not to mention a pretty fluid definition of “impossible”). But I also didn’t want to abandon my advocacy work.

What I was doing wasn’t working, so turned everything on it’s head.

I went back to my first love … performance and theatre.

In other words, I turned my hobby into my job and my job into my passion.

Now I get to use everything I’ve learned.

Not only do I get to do really cool, impossible things for people … and get paid for it.

But I’m also free to do advocacy outside The System (and the bureaucracy),

which means I also get to show people how they can do impossible things too.

Best. Job. Ever.