The Dawn of Always Although this might not be the dawn of always, I can feel that it’s close. That moment when everything begins to shift, when what used to be familiar starts to dissolve and something new hums quietly beneath the surface. It’s the space between endings and beginnings, when light hasn’t fully arrived but you know it’s coming. This piece is about that anticipation. That fragile, electric space where you can sense the old falling away, not with sadness, but with reverence. It’s the pause before rebirth, the color before the sun rises. While I was working on it, I kept thinking about how transformation never announces itself. It begins quietly. In a single decision, a small surrender, a willingness to see beauty where there used to be fear. This painting became that threshold, a portal into the possibility of what’s next. For me, The Dawn of Always is a prayer for that inner turning point, when you finally feel yourself stepping into the life you’ve been dreaming of, one light at a time. It’s not the arrival. It’s the recognition that you’re already on your way.