About the Author
Artist & Illustrator
There has always been a feeling I have wanted something bigger with my my life. I have always wanted to have large dreams, goals and aspirations.
In 2014, I was working as a Professional Ballroom Dancer. I loved my job! Everything was great! I got to to teach dance, compete and work with the most amazing group of people. But, I wanted more…
All my life I wanted to dream bigger – Therefore, to inspire people to think positive.
One day, when I was walking my dog I got inspired to walk off the beaten path into a large field. I sat among the tall grass and looked into the sky. So beautiful and blue. Soft, white clouds. I think my mind was in a relaxed trance, meditating. Suddenly, I heard a BOOMING voice. It filled the entire world.
“Move to Miami, no matter what.” The voice was so loud it shook the earth. I couldn’t ignore it.
The message had been so clear. “Move to Miami, no matter what.”
Move to Miami?
This is a city I had never been to. I didn’t know anyone. I didn’t even know why I was going.
So, my dad asked me over dinner, “Why are you going to Miami?” I replied “I don’t really know.”
Why was I uprooting my whole life? Leaving all of my friends, family, and a great job. I was speechless. I didn’t know why I was going. I just knew I had a calling to go.
To find my purpose.
Yet, I didn’t know it at the time.
Flash forward few months later. so, I enrolled in Grad school to put myself safely in a dangerous city while learning more art skills. Four white walls and my destiny were there.
One day, I was sitting in the middle of my dorm room, meditating, quieting my mind. I saw nothing but black. All of a sudden, two words popped in my head.
Fuzzy Dragon.
I woke up with such vigor, I could not continue meditating if I tried. The message wanted to be remembered.
During my first quarter of grad school all I could do was write and draw little sketches. I wrote 80 pages about Fuzzy Dragon in 3 days! Just writing and writing.
My teacher got mad at me when I presented my work. “What is this? This isn’t art! How are we supposed to display this?”
“This was not art” My teacher said.
“It was my art.” I told him,
He was a very stupid professor.
This was my calling. I knew I had something. I knew this is why I came to Miami. I put all my energy into writing Fuzzy Dragon. Even though I was still learning what a Fuzzy Dragon was myself. The words just flew from my pen. Drawings seemly appeared on my page, as if there was a higher power helping me write.
This is when I found Unity.
Unity Spiritual Center. Unity on the the Bay. In downtown Miami… it happened to be in the SAME parking lot as my dorm…
Coincidence?
Mediation during service was my favorite part. I went to Unity every Sunday. Every week they had the most amazing classes. I took it all in. I had a feeling my time in Miami was brief so I soaked in as much information as I could.
At Unity, I met amazing spiritual leaders, read lots of books and emerged myself in the study of “Who we are.”
Soon dropped out of grad school. On the basis of “no one understanding my art.”
Later, I moved to South Beach and then later moved into an art gallery in the Ghetto of Miami. Rent was cheap and I became a true artist.
Creating art, showing art, and writing my Fuzzy Dragon Books.