The Marvelous Mysterious Mandala

The Marvelous Mysterious Mandala
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Malta Snail by Annette Hadley, 2007

Back in summer of 2010, I was introduced to the mandala during a trauma recovery therapy session. It started as simply as this gentle prompt from my therapist as she gave me paper and pastel chalk: "Draw a circle. Now fill it in." We did some additional work around what I drew, and now, 100 mandalas later, my love and appreciation for them has deepened immensely.

From my own hand drawn ones to all other forms.

Woah! Let's back up. What's a mandala you ask?

It's just a circle. And so much more. Because the circle itself is so rich in meaning, considered among different cultures and faith traditions a symbol that:

  • Is universal, sacred and divine
  • Signifies family ties, closeness & protection
  • Represents the infinite nature of energy, of the notions of totality, wholeness, original perfection, the infinite, eternity, timelessness.

And finally, a perfect circle is symbolic of something that is whole, complete, ideal and eternal; a circle has no ending and no beginning.

I just love that! Let's take it a step further into its place as a mandala.

If you ask Wikipedia, here's what you get: A mandala (Sanskrit: मण्डल, lit, circle) is a spiritual and ritual symbol in Indian religions, representing the universe. And I would add that the mandala/circle that represents the universe just happens to manifest itself in countless forms throughout our own little mandala/sphere called earth.

It is those manifestations I've fallen in love with, that I am drawn to like a moth to light. Mandalas are found in nature and architecture, natural creations and drawn designs, coloring books and specialty books. They may be round or be a create a round pattern. They may be spheres. They are created from repurposed broken bits of glass and other bits and bobs. They form on the floor when I'm sweeping up a broken Pyrex measuring cup, They show up as a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice.

I zero in on them wherever I go.

Why does this matter? How does this happen? Because I have the mandala appreciation gene, of course! Those blessed with eyes to see experience a deeper awareness of the endless beauty of creation, the marvelous handiwork of craftsman, and the reminder of an eternal universal connection.

It's like there's a bit of software in my brain that registers the shape "circle" and I immediately experience a sense of one or more of the following:

  • Path
  • Calm
  • Peace
  • Beauty
  • Eternity
  • Mystery
  • Curiosity
  • Symmetry
  • Wholeness
  • Nourishment
  • Completeness
  • Playfulness (who doesn't love to play ball?

I want to linger and soak it up. My brain circle software reminds me:

  • Oh, my! Get a photo of that!

And so I do.

Below are some mandalas from my most recent travel to London, Nice, and Monaco.

From left: Monaco Mystery, Hilton Paddington Lamp, Nice Stonemasonry, London Chandelier

Mandalas by Annette Hadley, 2016

So look around you. And up. And down. Repeat. Discover the marvelous mysterious mandala.

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