Dentro Del Sueño
Made with Acrylics in Santiago De Los Caballeros, The Dominican Republic.
A Family Dream
In 2023 I was in the arms of my partner at that time, and I shared with them a vision that I had. Of taking over my family home in Santiago, and surrounding the walls with Murals. To be able to then AirBnB it out for people who wish to creatively rejuvenate themselves. A mini creative retreat, an oasis within the heart of the Dominican Republic.
Soon after, I called my mom and let her know. She asked me how sure I was, and I told her I was sure and ready to commit. The fear I felt was that of both of us knowing about this traveler who lives inside me, who loves to move around. Somehow, that traveler didn’t say much. Me and my Family both went all in.
Flash forward a year later and after an intentional breakup, I’m now living in my Family Home in Santiago going through a deep renovation. Investing energy, money, and time in having the base of the home ready before starting all of the projects. It slowed me down to a pace of life that I needed to be aware of. The dream that comes in before the bigger dream.
This home still needs a lot of care internally before I’ll be able to fill up all of the walls. Before I can let people come in to receive from her. It’s become a beautiful reflection of the care I’ve needed to reinvest in myself before I let anyone else into my life. To take care of the wander who moved around so much, between people, places, things, homes, projects. This home became a retreat center for me as I lived here, even in the renovations of it. Never did she ask for more than what I could give, but she let me know when to add enough momentum to keep the dream moving.
I get to fill this home up with my heart, my animals, and the dreams of having a home life I’ve always dreamed of. The nourishment I give to this space becomes the nourishment I gave to myself after so much abuse I’ve taken on in my life through all the changes I’ve needed to face In reconnecting with myself. Things that I’m not conscious of, that my body holds onto, that I grow my ability to learn how to release the more she shows me.
What I realized in this nourishment giving, is that the more space I grant this version of my life, the more the Bigger overarching dream gets fed. Even when mentally I felt like I was not “doing” enough. I was resting all the parts that had moved before and brought the pieces of me into this current present waking dream. The dream I wanted 5 years ago. To slow myself down enough to see what I had wished for, during a space of complete chaos and terminal, as poped through in such tranquility and peace. It’s here now. To receive this dream, is the foundation, the ground zero. With a strong enough ground zero, the bigger dream can have a place to land.
Art, Murals, Songs, and Poetry, they don’t just happen. They are fed by our lives, our life-source-energy. It can either be through a greek-like-tragedy, or, from investing joy into every single waking moment throughout the day. These pebbles of joy, add up over time and are dividends that get reinvested in your bigger dream. They give you the nourishment to be able to bring that vision through. I don’t hold a concrete vision in my head. I never do. I pick up the pieces as I go, allowing the vision to update itself, grow, and evolve with me as I do change in its presence. Like people, we change in our relationships with one another. For better or worse, light or dark, we are inspired by each other’s journey. Art, and our journies, are exact mirrors of this magic we receive in a daily occurrence.
