The mother mandala prophecy
Mother Mandala
The weather has turned here.
Thunderstorms, gusty winds and heavy rain have been pummeling my classroom apartment night and day. After many weeks of stunningly beautiful sunny weather, this is new — but welcome. I am ready to get to work on the many art and writing projects languishing in my head. I have cleared the deck of distractions and non-essentials. I am now gratifyingly holed up, alone and enjoying many creative hours .
I am participating in an art show Nov. 2nd in Portland, Oregon. While checking my image archives for suitable work, I ran across this early mandala drawing from several years ago. The original is sold, but I made a print for myself today.
Maybe back then I created my longing — or a prophecy for my future — as it expresses perfectly the grounding and expansion of my present.
My bucket list has dwindled to just this. To now. I am in the flow — safe, firmly rooted and all wrapped up in a mother’s arms, wanting for nothing — doing exactly what I need to be doing.
So glad all is well in your classroom! I figure if the occupants of the classroom are well, society will benefit and the world will be a better place to be! Cheers to you!
Thanks Ruth. May all classroom residents be well!
what an expansive yet grounded place to be. hallelujah.
It feels great! In the flow until the next challenge. Hope to cruise on through Winter.