I asked my soul to speak to me

I asked my soul to speak to me — and she did. She sang to me in my dreams, telling me to pay attention. Since then, I’ve been remembering all my dreams — some nights even nine of them — and as I explore their meanings, I’m amazed by the transformation I’m going through.

This morning, the last dream I had was of a tall gothic double door, wide open, opening inward. I know what it means: my soul is ready to leave the inner cathedral and step out into the world.

Now I find myself wondering — what will I paint next? All of my Potok paintings were injured; they stuck together, and when I pulled them apart, the paint came off where they had touched. I can’t help but feel it’s symbolic — the old layers peeling away, making space for something new to emerge.

The question is… is this a sign to return to turquoise, or to leave it behind? Turquoise — the color of flow, healing, and awakening — has been with me through my inner transformation. Perhaps this moment isn’t about abandoning it, but allowing it to evolve — to become lighter, more luminous, maybe touched with gold, white, or rose. Like the paintings themselves, maybe turquoise is ready to be reborn.