waiting...
communing...
communing...
extending...
I have been taking my bag carrying my small mandala journal and pen with me where ever I go. I have used my waiting time, for what ever reason, to sneak in some mandala making.
It is a series of "waiting room" mandalas.
I take my pen and create... later on I fill it in with color unless it is a looooong wait, then I take a small pack of markers with me as well.
It is the only thing that I can do peacefully while I wait.
1 comment:
Doreen...
These are incredible. They stir something within me deeply; like I'm witnessing and engaging in life at it's very core. Wow. I can feel the sacredness...
thank you.
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