Sunday Morning Mandalas: Evolution of a Practice

Sunday Morning Mandalas:  Evolution of a Practice

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. 

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