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Moments and What Ifs…

Colorful Paintings and Inspired Writings by Artist Dreama Tolle Perry

“One Moment in France”
12 x 12in oil on museum quality panel

It is the particularity of things that jump out at me sometimes.  Knowing that on this backroad in France, even if I return to the very same place next year, it will be different.  I will be another year older and have seen a thousand things since then.  The owners who live there may decide to trim back the overgrown roses, or paint the shutters with a fresh new coat of paint.  The roses themselves may decide that winter was a bit too harsh for their taste this year and hedge their bets for next year by not blooming in such a show-off fashion.

Every moment is a miracle
Occurring only once.




What If 

What if there were GIANT SUNFLOWER TREES and tiny poles to carry electricity.

What if phones were as BIG as public fountains and every word you spoke was magnified for all to hear

What if BRUSHES PAINTED US everyday and sent us out into the world to be ogled and oogled every which way.

What if we slept standing up and used our hands to walk everywhere and saw the world upside down with sky on the bottom and earth above

If we lived at night and slept by day and Cheerios were all we ate.

To see everything new each time we saw it.

What if the sun brushed our hair and the trees rubbed our backs


Not finance and politics, plans or rules

and smiles were currency…

What if.

Since this is such a huge slice of silliness I think it only fair that you add your silly self to it.  Leave a line below in the comment section 😉

So what if today you did nothing that made any sense at all.
It would be a very fine day indeed.


This post was originally published on 11/03/2013.
I am taking some time to indulge in some yearnings and you’re welcome to join me! (click here to see what I’m talking about 🙂






P.S. Interested in how I paint and my thoughts surrounding it? Have a look at Dream.Love.Paint, an easy way to study with me online–just click here!

  • Deanna Jaugstetter - March 21, 2016 - 11:56 am

    What if birds had fur and cats had feathers!ReplyCancel

  • Lee Ann Garrett - March 19, 2016 - 12:57 pm

    What if the trees actually came down with their branches and hugged us and the beautiful birdies sat on our laps and sang beautiful tunes to us ❤️ReplyCancel

  • Anne Fanelli - March 18, 2016 - 1:29 pm

    Love it!ReplyCancel

  • Julee Ann Holder - March 18, 2016 - 12:44 pm

    What if everybody followed the Golden Rule? What a beautiful world this could be!ReplyCancel

  • Julee Ann Holder - March 18, 2016 - 12:41 pm

    What if our eyes were on the end of our index fingers? Wouldn’t it be easier to look around corners?ReplyCancel

  • Julee Ann Holder - March 18, 2016 - 12:37 pm

    What if our knees bent the other way? What would chairs look like?ReplyCancel

  • Susan - March 18, 2016 - 9:57 am

    What if chocolates were health food that helped with weight loss…what a beautiful world it would be;)ReplyCancel

  • Gloria Timmons - March 17, 2016 - 7:36 pm

    What if life were a fountain which could wash away all of our troubles and leave us clean and pure to skip through the water drops, emerging with smiles and laughter to take on another day! Thank you, Dreama!ReplyCancel

  • Mary Boucher - March 17, 2016 - 2:34 pm

    I live in Escobares. After I stopped going to the gym I got fat much in recent years. But now I could lose weight 25 pounds and lose my belly. I did the diet of this site here http://bit.ly/1QXGfU3ReplyCancel

  • Christine Bart - March 17, 2016 - 12:53 pm

    What if every day sunshine filled our souls and we did happy dances along streets paved with gold.ReplyCancel

  • Jobi Kocher - March 17, 2016 - 2:01 am

    I love the thought of the sun brushing my hair!!!! I shall tuck that in my heart. What if I start living without all my anxiety!????? What if I tuck in my heart that if it’s not happening now, it’s not actually happening!? I’m wasting so much energy and time! I’m so tired of carrying my big ole bag of negative what ifs. Why can’t I carry a big ole bag of positive what ifs!!??! Don’t I have a say!? I suppose I always have. Like Dorothy with her red shoes. I had the power all along. I need to choose my thoughts wisely!ReplyCancel

  • Teresa Cox - March 17, 2016 - 12:26 am

    what if we never had to sleep?ReplyCancel

  • Roxanne Steed - March 16, 2016 - 7:24 pm

    What if snow weren’t quite so cold? and when it snowed, it never ever iced up the sidewalks and the roads?ReplyCancel

  • Pat Beaver - March 16, 2016 - 6:59 pm

    What if our homes were made of marbles & magic carpets let us soar? We could travel around a glistening world & paint to feed our core. “If” is such a powerful word that it really makes us think…anything is possible and can change before we blink! If we enjoy every moment of each and every day, our art will reflect the passion we feel in its own unique way!ReplyCancel

  • Sandra McGrath - March 16, 2016 - 6:32 pm

    What if everyone who gazed upon my paintings burst forth in Joy and were filled with delight and awe.ReplyCancel

  • Deborah Pietrangelo - March 16, 2016 - 6:04 pm

    What if cats ruled the world?….I’m just sayin…..ReplyCancel

  • Patty Pastor - March 16, 2016 - 4:44 pm

    just LOVE it, Dreama! the line about Cheerios fits. My daughter ate almost nothing but Cheerios for the first 10 years of her life, lol. Your “what if” post actually gave me the first deep breath of the day 🙂 It seems to open up a different part of my brain that is shut off most days (in my “real” world of rules, politics and other “serious” matters). ok, so here’s mine: WHAT IF……. I was surrounded by happy, lighthearted, supportive, progressive, love-filled people ALL DAY LONG, every day! WHAT IF…..I jumped out of bed early each morning because I am so excited to get to work with this team of loving, kind, happy, enthusiastic people who are filled with integrity, authenticity and a positive outlook on life! WHAT IF… I was truly serving others in the highest way possible, making the best use of my talents and gifts and surrounded by energy that enhances that purpose. MAY the Universe make it so! xoxo, PattyReplyCancel

  • Kay Kalar - March 16, 2016 - 3:53 pm

    What If…..Dreama inspired us every single time she wrote or painted! …Dreama, you do!!! What a blessing you are to so many!ReplyCancel

  • Reveille Kennedy - March 16, 2016 - 3:51 pm

    I think you outdid yourself on this one Dreama! I can totally “see” all those things. Your silliness matches mine. Here is a poem I saved by Mary Oliver. It is so beautiful.

    Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?

    Don’t call this world adorable, or useful, that’s not it.
    It’s frisky, and a theater for more than fair winds.
    The eyelash of lightning is neither good nor evil.
    The struck tree burns like a pillar of gold.

    But the blue rain sinks, straight to the white
    feet of the trees
    whose mouths open.
    Doesn’t the wind, turning in circles, invent the dance?
    Haven’t the flowers moved, slowly, across Asia, then Europe,
    until at last, now, they shine
    in your own yard?

    Don’t call this world an explanation, or even an education.

    When the Sufi poet whirled, was he looking
    outward, to the mountains so solidly there
    in a white-capped ring, or was he looking

    to the center of everything: the seed, the egg, the idea
    that was also there,
    beautiful as a thumb
    curved and touching the finger, tenderly,
    little love-ring,

    as he whirled,
    oh jug of breath,
    in the garden of dust?

    -from Why I Wake Early (2004)ReplyCancel

  • Sara Chambers - March 16, 2016 - 3:51 pm

    What if dreams were a beautiful quilt wrapping the world in warmth?ReplyCancel

  • Christine Osgood Holzschuh - March 16, 2016 - 3:51 pm

    what if we danced instead of walked when we go to the mailbox?
    I read this post as if it was a children’s picture book….now that is a brilliant idea!ReplyCancel

  • Christine Osgood Holzschuh - March 16, 2016 - 3:51 pm

    what if we danced instead of walked when we go to the mailbox?
    I read this post as if it was a children’s picture book….now that is a brilliant idea!ReplyCancel

  • Sara Chambers - March 16, 2016 - 3:51 pm

    What if dreams were a beautiful quilt wrapping the world in warmth?ReplyCancel

  • Nancy Sewell Makar - March 16, 2016 - 3:08 pm

    What if we were born “old” and lived our lives opposite from the way we live? What a wonderful way to be able to leave the world again, loving, trusting, depending on those who brought us into this world, leaving with God’s blessing? I heard a poem once about this and I loved it! I wish I could find it again?
    What if today, just for today, I am that joyful little girl who is painting, breathing, listening to beautiful music? Oh, I am!!!ReplyCancel

  • Carol Watson Miller - March 16, 2016 - 2:40 pm

    What if we bought less stuff and painted more pictures? (Yeah, speaking to myself here.)ReplyCancel

  • Carol Betker - March 16, 2016 - 2:34 pm

    Could these posts be a hint at the joy the Lord has each day for us?? What if you lost weight eating chocolate? ….and lettuce, well, we could just enjoy painting it…..ReplyCancel

  • Judy Griffiths - March 16, 2016 - 1:44 pm

    What if, we could snap our fingers and be anywhere in the world we wished to be. Glorious travel, no time barriers.ReplyCancel

  • Diane Butler O'Connell - March 16, 2016 - 1:37 pm

    What if clouds had swings hanging down from them that you could hop on and see below with a Birdseye view 🙂ReplyCancel

  • Melisa McCurley - March 16, 2016 - 1:10 pm

    What if all the animals spoke a language we could learn, the way we learn French or Spanish or English?ReplyCancel

  • Marcia Blakeman - March 16, 2016 - 12:02 pm

    Love your silly “What if’s”. They sound like something that William Joyce might bring to life in one of his children’s books. Thank you for giving me something fun to think about first thing this morning!ReplyCancel

  • Peggy Krantz - March 16, 2016 - 8:55 am

    What if we ate like birds and dressed like flowers?ReplyCancel

  • Sylvina Rollins - March 16, 2016 - 8:05 am

    What a beautiful painting it feels like Easter colors. You prose reminds me of John O’Donahue’s thoughts on coming to a new place for the first time and seeing it with fresh eyes. The first glimpse is such a strong impression like no other in a new place. ~ SReplyCancel

  • Barb Rosser - March 16, 2016 - 7:53 am

    Loved your “what ifs” today, Dreama. I have one to add: What if every word we spoke came out as a song and everyone sang on key? All of our music would blend together in perfect harmony.ReplyCancel

  • Mona Kuhaneck Pendleton - March 16, 2016 - 1:47 am

    Beautiful as always Dreama!ReplyCancel

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