Mixed Media Artist

Awake Within The Dream

This is a 24″x36″ mixed media painting on wood. The sides are 1.5″ deep and are painted red.
This painting is available HERE.

This painting is about living the dream. Really living it. Right now. This instant.

My dream has always been to be a mother; to have children. I tried for five years. Had two operations. Shots. Cried many tears. Made many charts and took my temperature every morning for years.

So here I am, with two beautiful girls and sometimes, I have to be honest, I am often not awake within that dream. I don’t hear them and I don’t see them as I rush by trying to get my day done.

Scarlett’s peaches and cream skin, the curls that spring in to action around the nape of her neck, her amusing look on the world and use of ‘ed’ at the end of words that don’t need an ‘ed’ at the end of them.

Imogen’s biology lesson at dinner every night: ‘Ask me anything about ants (spiders, wasps, butterflies… you name it).’ The way she gazes into your eyes and tells you she loves you. The size of her heart; her compassion knows no bounds.

Look at what you miss when you are not awake in the dream? Blossoms in technicolour. Magic all around. Birds conversing right under your nose.
This is your wake up call.
Awaken within your dream.


8 responses

  1. What a beautiful interpretation of living within the dream. And you are so right — all too often we are caught up in the day to day of our lives and we miss what is happening right inside that dream we spent so much time weaving. Excellent reminder!

    March 24, 2011 at 7:29 pm

  2. “The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
    Don’t go back to sleep.

    You must ask for what you really want.
    Don’t go back to sleep.

    People are going back and forth across the doorsill
    where the two worlds touch.

    The door is round and open.
    Don’t go back to sleep.”

    From Essential Rumi

    I love you dear Maria and I thank you for this reminder to not “go back to sleep”. It is a struggle isn’t it? So easy to get caught up in our “dream” of the world and the “stories” in our heads about what we are trying to achieve, the place we want to be, our ultimate enlightment…. And all along it is right there in front of us. In our morning coffee (lovingly prepared as if by ritual by a tall handsome man), in the door we open for a stranger with their arms full of children or groceries, in the taste of a fresh berry on our lips and the sun on our face, in the perfection of every snowflake that falls, in the smiling faces of our children….. In the eyes, images and words of a dear friend that holds up a mirror. You are my reflecting pool. You help to keep me awake.

    March 24, 2011 at 7:54 pm

    • Trish, I love that poem.
      If I am your reflecting pool, then you are mine back again. I guess that is what makes us friends. Bouncing that light back and forth at one another.

      March 24, 2011 at 8:11 pm

  3. corinne

    très jolie interprétation…………………..et le rêve éveillé………………….se reveiller en se disant que nous ne rêvons pas, notre rêve est bien réalité………comme vous avec vos deux merveilleuses petites filles…………..
    belle journée de printemps!

    March 25, 2011 at 8:43 am

  4. corinne

    the traduction is bad!
    but my english is bad too………………

    beautiful performence……and awaked dream……………and think that our dream is real like you and your wonderful daugters………………..
    have a nice spring day!

    March 25, 2011 at 8:51 am

  5. Deidre Bruhn

    It is a wonderful reminder! Thanks.We do get caught up with”life” and sometimes it cant be helped.Wouldnt it be great to wrap up our kids and those magical moments and keep them forever!
    Beautiful painting…another magical moment.

    March 26, 2011 at 8:28 am

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