"We Love What We Love"  Colorful Paintings and Inspired Writings all made from scratch by Artist Dreama Tolle Perry!

“We Love What We Love”
12 x 12in oil on panel


Can’t always explain why we love what we love.  Doesn’t really matter I suppose—the why of it I mean.  The love is the important part, the why is just an afterthought.

I love blue:-)
How ’bout you?


Now onto something that’s been on my mind…..


The ocean, Emerson and I had a real meeting of the minds.  (See post).
I have some dreams that need my full attention and I know the time is right for me to do the work.

I am already taking pics, recording thoughts and generally keeping a record so that when I do share, you will know you have been with me each step of the way.

You know how much I speak to you about following your heart.  Getting quiet and listening, really listening—and THEN taking action.
Well, this is me….taking action.

To say I am excited would be a huge understatement.

You will keep seeing me online and in your inbox—I will be doing some “Best of Dreama” posts, pulling some of my favorite writings from the past 6 years and putting them in the light again.  And there will be always be my latest thoughts as well—I’m just going to mix it up a bit to give me more time and energy to get my work done.

With Big Affectionate Hugs,

Painter, Writer, Dreamer


P.S.  If you’d like to paint with me, there are openings in my July workshops (click here for details)

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  • Marti - March 24, 2015 - 9:49 am

    You go girl !!! that’s what we’re supposed to do in life is follow our dreams…

  • Pamela Clegg - March 24, 2015 - 11:17 am

    Focus on those dreams! Isnt it amazing that we know,”when the time is right”? Being quiet and listening…..we can hear our own voice.
    Thank you for keeing me inspired with your beautiful paintings and uplifting thoughts.
    Taking your workshop in September helped me “focus” on my dreams !ReplyCancel

  • Teresa Ramirez - March 24, 2015 - 2:42 pm

    Hello, “I love your work”, I live in Northern California and was wondering if you’ll be coming in this direction ever? Do you have a 2016 calendar yet, as your classes are really hard to get into. I’d love to take a glance and sign up pay in advance to get in. Thanks for sharing your wealth and beauty of your work. If you get any cancelation for your Lexington class (although I’d have to know in advance that too is a class I’d love to take part of. Thank you

  • DA - March 24, 2015 - 3:45 pm

    In the midst of this process myself. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers!!! Best, DAReplyCancel

  • Sharon Lynn Williams - March 25, 2015 - 4:58 am

    Hi Dreama: I can’t wait to see what you are up to!!ReplyCancel

  • Sandra Beatt - March 25, 2015 - 10:03 pm

    Dreama…..How exciting! I look forward to seeing where your heart is taking you.ReplyCancel

  • June - March 27, 2015 - 6:55 am

    You’ve more than piqued my curiosity, Dreama. I’m very excited and happy for you, and can’t wait for the big ‘reveal’, so to speak.

    I’m in that zone, too – the journey that begins with the first step to new territory, creatively and in all sorts of other ways.

    You, your thoughts and words, and your beauty-filled creative expressions have inspired me and motivated me over these past five years…and counting.

    Looking forward to all you want to share with us. Have a truly beautiful weekend. :)ReplyCancel

  • June - March 27, 2015 - 11:22 am

    ps – Oh yeah…I nearly forgot. I love blue, too. And purples. Lots and lots of blues and purples and all shades of them in between. This painting has got all that goin’ on…and then some. :)ReplyCancel

Dreama Tolle Perry/ Artist and Writer


How long is too long?

Is it possible to listen to the ocean too long?
If we caress a cat for a day or sit an extra hour contemplating the awe of a mighty tree….is that too long?

A week spent star gazing or feeling the cushy spring of new green grass beneath our feet,
looking for four-leaf clovers, reading Emerson or listening to music that moves us….exactly how long is too long to do these things?

And while we’re talking, just how big is too big?

An ocean so vast it defies being measured in cups and liters….is that too big?
An inky sky filled with stars so far away we may never travel there…is that too big as well?

A sun big enough to shine and warm our skin from 92 billion miles away…..is that too big? Please tell me now for I need to know…exactly how big is too big?

Dreams—-what about those? Cures for polio and traveling by air just like a bird….maybe those were simply TOO big?

AND the length of our JOY and the bigness of our LOVE….what about those?

In our urgency to do the things that will not matter when once this life has passed, we unconsciously shorten and minimize the time spent doing those things which embody peace.

The time we spend experiencing JOY and love will most assuredly surpass the perceived importance of any TO DO list we currently hold.

How long should we do the things that grow love and impart peace?

How big can our lives be when we remove the limits on how long?


Afterthought:  You might be interested to know the above piece was written while holding Eddie on one arm, sipping coffee and listening to this (click here)
In the moments you find yourself in the middle of a rich experience — remember—big life happens when you go long on JOY.



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  • Elizabeth Quinn - March 18, 2015 - 4:49 pm

    So Inspirational Dreama, thank you:)ReplyCancel

  • June - March 19, 2015 - 7:29 am

    This is just so….beautiful. And so beauty-filled. And so inspiring.

    It’s never too big…it’s never too long…and it’s always there for us

    Thank you for these beautiful words, Dreama. And for that dreamy looking Eddie (was that you having more fun with the Diana app?) :)

    Hope you had a lovely Paddy’s Day…and that the snow has finally left the building…and Paris!ReplyCancel

  • Anita Louise Holle - March 20, 2015 - 5:10 pm

    I love this. So true.
    Anita HolleReplyCancel

  • Michele Bozzo - March 22, 2015 - 4:16 pm

    I love your work.ReplyCancel

Warning:  This is a post of random things.  The title is not misleading.

Which, unfortunately, is a fair representation of my life.
Those times when you don’t hear from me and you may wonder…”what’s Dreama up to?”  Let it be known that….

1.  I arrived home from Florida JUST IN TIME FOR 18 INCHES OF SNOW.  And yes, I know the photo is sideways—sort of like me since I returned home to the frozen tundra.


2.  This is technically blog post number 759.  Seriously.  I’ve been posting on my blog since February 28, 2009.  I know you may have missed reading a few.  It’s okay, I forgive you.

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3.  This is how Eddie looks with no make-up—annoyingly cute.



4.  Ron bought a giraffe while we were in Florida.  Here’s Ron and Wendall sharing a moment at the beach:

5.  I am guest hosting the Artists Helping Artists blog radio show this month.  I co-hosted the show with Leslie Saeta from 2010-2012, close to 100 shows.  You may have missed a few episodes.  I forgive you.

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6.  I have not been out of my pajamas today.  Or the day before that.


7.  I am now officially addicted to listening to books on Audible.com.  Sometimes my eyes are too tired at the end of the day to read.  Does this mean I am getting old?

8.  Thanks to a new phone app called Diana, I’ve been getting into my paintings:


9.   Eddie has been asked by artist Debra Kierce to do a guest post on her blog.  Keep in mind I have never been asked to do a guest post on anyone’s blog.  It’s okay.  I forgive them.

10.  Even though I was in warm weathered Florida for 2 months I still managed to add some “winter coat” lbs.  I’m not alone.  Eddie Pierre has informed me his cat door shrunk:

11.  I am now officially addicted to Dr. Teal’s Eucalyptus Bath Salts.  And Dr. Teal’s Eucalyptus and Spearmint Foaming Bath.  Does this mean I am getting old?

12.  Tomorrow is a new day.  I plan on wearing my pajama jeans.  One can’t  go from pajamas to regular clothes all at once—these drastic changes must be eased into.  I intend to have a fling with fashion….ahem, don’t judge me/ I forgive you.

All in all,

I am very inspired these days.  Coming to some strong realizations of what’s next.
Randomness and inspiration seem to hang out together at my house…how about yours?


P.S.  A couple of spots have opened up in my April workshops—if you’d like to paint with me, just give my hubby Ron a call at (859) 699-4908 and he can fill you in on the details:-)




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  • Yvonne Palmer - March 13, 2015 - 4:51 pm

    you brightened my day!ReplyCancel

  • Carole Jurack - March 13, 2015 - 9:59 pm

    Sometimes, Dreama, you are too real to be real! These random thoughts are marvelous. Chuckle, chuckle. I hope Eddie has a good agent, you seem to be disparaging him a lot here.ReplyCancel

  • Suzie Smith - March 16, 2015 - 11:59 pm

    I am new to your blog which are delightfully addictive! I thank my friend, Kay, for also guiding me to you!ReplyCancel

  • Suzie Smith - March 17, 2015 - 12:01 am

    Dreama, consider that “are” an”is”, am I getting old?ReplyCancel

  • June - March 19, 2015 - 11:20 am

    Thanks for the smiles and the giggles and even some genuine laugh-out-louds (the video with Eddie Pierre not being able to fit through his cat flap – because, of course, it shrunk – reminds me so much of my Benny…all 19.5 pounds of my gentle giant.

    Where can I get me some of those pajama jeans? I’ve been having quite a few of those types of days, where only pajama jeans will do.

    And it’s wonderful that you’re back on Artists Helping Artists with Leslie. Yes, i hold my hands up, guilty as charged, for having missed a few shows when you were regularly co-hosting those shows/podcasts with Leslie….thanks for forgiving me. :)

    And no, it definitely does NOT you (ore I) are getting older if we find ourselves listening to audiobooks. I pop them into the car stereo all the time. Like yourself, at the end of the day, my eyes are not only tired, but too heavy-lidded at that point to open a book and read – even though my first preference and first choice would always be a book (I can’t quite make myself do the Kindle thing…).

    Thanks for all these random musings and meanderings, Dreama. And hopefully, by the time you read this, all 18 inches of that snow will have melted into nothing more than sunny puddles of springtime.ReplyCancel

  • June - March 19, 2015 - 1:14 pm

    Yikes! Too many typos in my comment just now.

    I meant to type: And no, it definitely does NOT mean you (or I) are getting older if we find ourselves listening to audiobooks.

    It might make just a bit more sense now, typos corrected. :)

    ps – Loving that meditation CD sample track. I think I’m going to have to treat myself to buying a copy. Thanks for that, Dreama.ReplyCancel

"Love Grown Here" ©Dreama Tolle Perry/ Authentic Writing and Joyous Art

“Love Grown Here”
9 x 12in oil on museum quality panel
From My  Collection


Mind Gardening

I see the garden of my mind.  At one time it stood with neglected fencing that lay fallen over, broken and buried in the weeds.  A mishmash of whatever seed the birds had dropped or the wind had blown in were what had taken root and were growing.

The items that had been intentionally planted by me were stressed a lot—competing for the sunlight and the rain against incompatible partners.  The fruits were small and often times sparse.

Sometimes I’d be energized to do some weeding but would quickly tire and let things return to their natural state.
It seemed unmanageable.

Then in a quiet moment  (don’t you love those?) I realized….
It was MY garden.

I could plant what I wanted and uproot/destroy the rest, but most important of all, I could create a sturdy fence with a gated entry for my garden.  I could choose ahead of time what would be allowed in.


I set up a gatekeeper.
The instructions were:

 Only allow entrance to good/god thoughts—to peace, perfect love, JOY, forgiveness,   compassion, trust, imagination, creativity, inspiration, abundance,  delight, and gratitude.

Any negative stuff—fear, doubt, worry, criticism, judging—those things were absolutely not allowed admission.

With this new fence and gatekeeper, my garden  could become a place of great joy and delight—-full of plants bearing massive fruits—lush, fragrant, and abundant!

And the two biggest plants of all?  Gratitude and love of course—easily seen from miles around.

This “garden” is all in my mind you understand, but as you know, that’s where everything grows from.

The most important piece of “real estate” we will ever own is our mind.

When we decide what we will sow, the Universe conspires to make it grow and bear fruit.  Every juicy piece to come, exists in the seed we plant.

(Secretly, I have visions of my mind garden producing so much that I must sneak, by stealth of night, to place the extra bounty on my neighbors porches. Zucchinis of love and tomatoes of gratitude—just like real gardens grow!)

Planting time is present in every moment.
Today seems like an excellent day for sowing love, JOY, and a couple of rows of laughter:-)!!


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  • Sally Chupick - March 5, 2015 - 3:22 pm

    this is a lovely inspirational message Dreama. I will remember it and pay it forward by passing on it’s wisdom to my students in workshops next week. thanks for the inspiring reminderReplyCancel

  • Petite Paintings by Nancy Loh - March 5, 2015 - 5:36 pm

    I enjoy reading all your growth notes but this one about tending our ‘secret’ garden, from which all things sprout, speaks abundantly to me and I’ll be sharing it. May you continue to experience all good things, Dreama!ReplyCancel

  • Carolyn Kellogg - March 5, 2015 - 9:52 pm

    You too are in my mind garden…ReplyCancel

  • Shelly Medley - March 5, 2015 - 11:06 pm

    Is this one still available?ReplyCancel

  • Gloria J Callahan - March 6, 2015 - 7:26 pm

    I so needed to read this today and really think about My Garden, and as a real gardener of the earth it reached in and plucked my heart strings too. Thank You! Lovely painting also.ReplyCancel

  • Sue K - March 7, 2015 - 7:18 pm

    Dreama! Such beautiful thoughts!! We are our minds keeper and what we focus on, we become. Thank you!ReplyCancel

  • Florence Ashton Schadler - March 8, 2015 - 12:29 am

    May we cultivate carefully and lovingly.ReplyCancel

  • June - March 9, 2015 - 6:24 am

    Truly beautiful and inspired writing, Dreama. I love the idea of the mind garden, with allegories of flowers, fences and gatekeepers, and tending to it, with love and care and gratitude.

    I so very much needed to read this and to drink this in, Dreama.

    Bloom where we’re planted…and cultivate and then share the love and the joy.ReplyCancel

  • June - March 9, 2015 - 6:25 am

    ps – this is a stunning, stunning painting. The rich, deep, vivid luscious colours are just bursting with love and with joy.ReplyCancel

  • Ceci Lam - March 11, 2015 - 4:38 pm

    This is a great post, Dreama. Started my day with a chuckle. Hugs to you. CReplyCancel

  • Lucille Chamberlin - March 12, 2015 - 1:11 am

    Dreama…I ordered 3 aprons for my artist friends that I paint with….They loved them and they are SO nice with the wipe off material. And if I feel down I’ll just put on my apron. Thanks for all your up thoughts for us Artists…. Love you!ReplyCancel