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Shifting from Dream to Reality

There’s a room in my home that I’ve reserved for quiet meditation, beautiful music, and for Healing Touch sessions.

Guests sleep there too, among my paintings, candles, sentimental trinkets … an old brass bell, a rhinstone necklace my mother gave me, a tiny letter, a tin cross from Montana, the card Tess created and mailed to me that says ‘dream’, some pictures of my beautiful son … these, and whatever I happen to be exploring or creating at the time.  It’s a special place.

We sometimes call the room my ‘woman cave’ … the space makes me happy, and I find much peace and healing when I’m quiet in the room … where I stand right now.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the sheers, lighting up the space with amazing energy and spirit.

I keep a big sheet of paper taped to the wall.  I keep colors handy.  I sketch the thoughts and colors that beg for their space on the blank slate.  I sketch my dreams.  I do it fast.  I capture what I feel.  I don’t worry about whether the picture is perfect … or even if it’s good.  Only that it feels good, feels right at the moment.

… and so it doesn’t matter whether the picture you create is perfect, or a work of art.  It only matters that you create.  It only matters that you draw what you want.  Make it real.

I don’t know whether the cottage I dream of practicing in will, in reality, have red flowers around the window, or pink … I don’t know whether there will be three rugs on the front porch, or whether the shingles will be torquoise … but it doesn’t matter.  It only matters that I created a picture of my dream.

My guess is the space I’m creating as I honor my dreams will be even more precious, more vivid, more alive than anything I could have drawn.

… and you.  What will you draw?  I’d love to know.

Take precious good care my friends,

Love,

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