Prelude to what comes next

Sandra Cinto's constellations offered me a quiet guide through uncertainty.

During a brief visit to Palma, I visited Es Baluard Museu d’Art Contemporani de Palma. I wandered the galleries, but Cinto’s immersive universe stilled my thoughts. Her work offered a pause, a sanctuary from the city’s overstimulation, inviting reflection and contemplation.

I sank into a beanbag and let the waves, stars, and constellations wash over me. Delicate silver lines stretched across deep blue walls, mapping a vast cosmos. But the ladder, suspended between the stars, struck me the most. It made me consider my own path in life. Where am I on my own ascent? And in that moment, the art became a mirror of self-reflection.

Life’s path is rarely straight; it twists and loops along the way. Sitting there, I felt the quiet tension between momentum and intention. Life is a conversation between the energy that moves through us and our choices in response.

There are currents that we don’t see - the quiet forces of timing, emotion, intuition, environment and even coincidence, which shape where we drift or where we are drawn. It’s like an invisible pulse that nudges us towards certain people or moments. We feel it when we encounter a situation that effortlessly flows. Of course, we still have choices in how our lives unfold. The more attuned we are, the more gracefully we move - whether we resist, surrender, or leap toward what’s next.

Over time, I’ve begun to understand how the energy around me shapes my path. I’m a headstrong, spirited woman, rooted where the air is kind and I feel in step with the rhythm. If the conditions in my environment are right, I stay. But if the balance shifts, I quietly slip away into the undercurrent elsewhere. I’ve learned not to resist it. To trust my intuition; the river always knows where it’s taking me.

The power of art is profound. Cinto’s work wasn’t there to decorate - it stirred something deeper, inviting me to feel, pause, and reflect on the contours of my journey.