Mandala Monday: stars in my eyes

Gathering Stars Mandala

A house wren shared it’s JoY with me this morning,
trilling from deep in its chest
at the tippy top of a purple plum tree.

Then a mystical bird song from deeper in the woods
–one I’ve not been privileged to before–
reminded me of the haunting flutes
from the plains of the West.

Magic appears when you become still enough
to be with it.

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As I walked to the mail box I saw 3 scattered pieces of Oak branches, only six or so inches in length. They caught my attention only briefly but as I continued on, they played out their meaning in my mind. When I walked back I picked them up and searched out two more companion pieces. I knew they would be the star in the center of this weeks mandala. It was a beautiful albeit windy day so I made the mandala in the garage, trotting back and forth into the woods and the yard in search of supporting materials for my design.
It’s funny how they come into being. A simple walk to the mailbox birthed Gathering Stars Mandala.
Happy Mandala Monday!!

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Mandala Monday: for all my hommies who’ve missed these

The Autumn season is flitting past faster and faster these days. It won’t be long till we are in the grasp of Winter. My bones don’t like the cold and I don’t venture out much in the cold air to make these natural mandalas so soon I will be dazzling you with ones from my pen and paintbrush. In the meantime here is the latest one and some you might have missed unless you follow me on Instagram or have me as a Flickr friend.

Going Under Mandala
Going Under Mandala

Autumn Medicine Mandala
Autumn Medicine Mandala

Spring In Autumn Mandala
Spring in Autumn Mandala

Season Turning Mandala
Season’s Turning Mandala

Rolling Stone Mandala
Rolling Stone Mandala

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Happy Mandala Monday!!

Mandala Monday: Woodland Mandala

Woodland Mandala
I started with the one big pinecone and four semi-dry yellow maple leaves. The rest came together from bits and pieces from the ground. Not one freshly picked thing in this mandala — all discarded elements, and look how ruggedly beautiful that can be.
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Along with making mandalas I have been busy on the Bee Lover’s Blanket. Adding honeycomb rounds by leaps and bounds!
The beginning/Bee Lovers Blanket
Bee Lovers Blanket
The next round may take me awhile as it has 24 honeycombs in it. I’ve got 8 done so far ;-)

I also placed an order from House of Good Juju : it’s really quite wonderful stuff. These candles burn amazingly well and they smell good and have lots of little goodies floating on top.  And the room/pillow spray–mm mm good!

Well, beautiful people, I hope you have a terrific start to the week. May the light that greets the day meet the light that shines through you and light the world on fire!
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Mandala Monday: Autumnal Equinox

First things first, Thank You ALL for your heartfelt embrace for the passing of my dog, Winston. I appreciate all the love and positive vibrations you all sent up for us.

Now is the time to embrace the Autumnal Equinox –the time when night and day shake hands and share equally in their possession of the earth. Tomorrow we will awaken and the light will begin to withdraw from us earlier and earlier leaving the door open for winter to step in and encircle us.
Autumnal Equinox Mandala

My Mandala this week is full of the beginning colors of Autumn in these parts. Red is always the first to begin the season of vibrant color and my favorite offering is the candy red seeds of the Magnolia tree. They ring the inside of the mandala all brilliant and shiny! how can you not love them! plus, if you squeeze them they give off a fragrance all their own, sweet and reminiscent of the flowers that they give birth too in the summer. Seed heads from my crop of echinacea and red and green leaves from the Sumac plants that line the edge of the woods, add texture and dimension . I threw in a few mums from my newly planted pots. Making a little room on each plant for more vibrant buds to grow.
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Lets part with a poem by Sara Teasdale called September Midnight:

Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer,
Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
Ceaseless, insistent.

The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples,
The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence
Under a moon waning and worn, broken,
Tired with summer.

Let me remember you, voices of little insects,
Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters,
Let me remember, soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed and heavy.

Over my soul murmur your mute benediction,
While I gaze, O fields that rest after harvest,
As those who part look long in the eyes they lean to,
Lest they forget them.

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Happy Mandala Monday!! Enjoy your week :-)

(not so) Wordless Wednesday: Passing On


Yesterday we said good-bye to a cherished member of our family. He had been giving it his all for a few month now and it just got to the point where it was harder to watch him than it was to let him go. It is a difficult decision to release them when they have settled themselves so deeply into your heart. Bye, Winston we are gonna miss that face so much—–

Mandala Monday: Four-leaf Mandala

Four-leaf Mandala, closeup

The rain has stopped, the clouds have drifted away,
and the weather is clear again.
If your heart is pure, then all things in your world are pure.
Abandon this fleeting world, abandon yourself,
Then the moon and flowers will guide you along the way.
~Daigu Ryokan (1758-1831)


Four-leaf Mandala

That is what it feels like to create these mandalas~ to abandon the world, to abandon myself. All I hear is nature all around, calling me, “this way, this way”.

Begonia, Backlit

I don’t know what it means for anyone else, I cannot speak for another. I only know that during this creative meditation, I am present and unencumbered. “All things in my world are pure and my heart is pure.”
Happy Mandala Monday~

(not so) Wordless Wednesday

Clouds On A Cloudy Day

“So Much Happiness” by Naomi Shihab Nye

It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.
But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
and disappears when it wants to.
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records…..
Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.


Maybe today, let go of the pieces that won’t fit back together anyway and shrug, lifting your arms to the sky and let the happiness that is around you, lift you.

Mandala Monday: Eyelash Mandala

Eyelash Mandala
Center Eye
This particular Mandala started with the leaves from a weed, the ever present dandelion. I choose the leaves because they look like arrowheads all in a line, to me and I love the idea of adding something so angular to a round piece.

Here are some other mandala moments from last week:

A piece I drew using nothing but color.
Some crochet happening:

Hope you all have a wonderful Labor Day and a Happy Mandala Monday!!