When May began, I was asking myself the question, "What in My Life Needs Pruning?" with the noble intention of letting go of activities and pursuits that took energy and time away from what I value most -- time and space for creativity, contemplation and nurturing the projects (like this blog) that repeatedly get pushed to the back burner.Read More
When there are five Sundays in a month, I take a break from my weekly mandala making to contemplate my learnings from the practice and take a look back over my life since the last fifth Sunday reflection.
Since beginning this practice, fifth Sundays have occurred a maximum of every three months. This time; however, we have a four month span to cover, which feels like a metaphor for what seems to have been an eternal winter.Read More
When I began creating Sunday Morning Mandalas, I did not imagine that I would sustain the practice for an entire year. As I approached the one year mark in October, I thought I would take a break after and maybe begin anew in January. But, golden maple leaves flagged me down on the side of the road that first Sunday in November, and I could not resist bringing them home - not only to my physical home, but the home poet John O'Donohue was referring to when he wrote "when we experience the beautiful, there is a sense of homecoming." His book Beauty: The Invisible Embrace elucidates better than I ever could why this practice impacts me and others the way it does.Read More