Archive for the ‘Art’ Category

The Mandala

Tuesday, October 17th, 2006

MandalaI plan to include on this website pictures and art work that touch me particularly, and as part of my weaving connections, I’ll explore why they do so. I hope my self-exploration in this area will help you to better understand yourself as well as to better understand me and the way I think about the world.

One of the issues I frequently think about and struggle with is the tendency of so many people to simplify the wrong things. (like other people!) Stereotypes, assumptions, and trying to make round pegs fit into square holes only lead to misery, bigotry, and ignorance.
Mandalas are a form of art that helps move the mind away from this tendency by visually representing all the wonderful swirling differences and apparent contradictions that make up the world and ourselves within it. Just meditating on it and allowing it to penetrate into your internal thought processes can help you appreciate the richness that comes from being many things instead of just one homogeneous chunk.

This particular Buddhist mandala is from a temple wall in Bhutan. It depicts the creation of the cosmos by the circling motion of primal forces. By this action it is said that the elements are spun into existence, and the celestial bodies are set in motion. I love the colors and the activity and the way they resolve into an exquisite harmony.

Winter Wolf

Monday, October 16th, 2006

Winter WolfI love this winter wolf! He pensively stares at me through the snow, deep in the midst of the forest of the unconscious, reminding me that it takes strength, courage, and faith to be true to myself even when alone in the coldest of seasons. And he reminds that there are Seasons, that times change and things pass, and new growth occurs. He reminds me too that I have always been a wild child rather than a placid sheep, trusting my intuition and instincts, and knowing how important it is to develop a loving and trusting relationship with one’s Self.

A fellow graduate student of my doctoral university (The Union Institute in Cincinnati, Ohio) wrote the book on women who run with wolves and the men who love them. (See Links) In it she talks about ‘taking on the task of being on one’s own, developing one’s own consciousness about danger, intrigue, politic. Becoming alert to oneself, for oneself.’ It is an initiatory process for all human beings, men and women alike, and worth the danger and the pain that can strike us.