The Dream Isn’t Dead
You Just Stopped Listening- Let's fix that!
In NYC, there’s an art supply store so enormous it feels like a cathedral of creativity. Pearl Art Store—four glorious stories of every imaginable color, texture, and medium. I’d just moved to the city, and my then-husband, a concert pianist, could tell something was off. He knew the light in my eyes had dimmed.
I wasn’t yet making art. I was just going through the motions: working, cooking, keeping the house. The same script from my first marriage, only now, I was in a new city.
But NYC was the first step toward my dream. The next? Tasting what living that dream might actually feel like.
Off to Pearl Art Store we went.
While others might swoon at Bloomingdale’s, I stood there in awe, surrounded by colors, textures, and possibilities. It was as if the very air inside that store hummed with potential. I felt a tingling, an energy shifting within me—the unmistakable connection to my nag, the spirit that wouldn’t let me settle for less than who I was meant to be.
We bought supplies and took the subway home, my excitement barely contained. I unpacked them, carefully setting up a worktable and easel, my heart beating with anticipation.
( Me in my studio, putting small final touches on a large Valentine)
My first painting? A red candle, glowing faintly in the darkness. A single, small flame, but a flame nonetheless. It was symbolic of where I was—a tiny light, flickering but alive. I’d show it here, but alas, that piece of art did not survive the hurricane of 2020.
I couldn’t have known then how my life would transform once I began living my dream. But in that moment, I had arrived.
And it was glorious.
How did I get there? And how can you get to the threshold of your own dream?
👉Start small.
👉Write your dream down on a piece of paper—every vivid detail.
👉Tuck it away where only you can see it.
👉Visit it daily. Read it out loud. Sit with it.
And then, listen. Listen for the nag—that persistent spirit within you that knows the way.
I’ll help. Soon, I’ll release a short workbook designed to help you reclaim your dream. But for now, just take that first step: write it down. Because the dream isn’t dead—it’s just waiting for you to start listening again.