The symbols in the middle of these chinese mandala refer to a long, successful life.
I absolutely love this one. The colors came out quite vibrant and I felt really good after finishing this mandala. To me, this mandala represents life. Sometimes, everything in life appears to be random. But, at other times, one can see beautiful patterns in it. The individual threads work together to create a master pattern containing sub-patterns.
Why did I name this mandala ‘window to the soul’ instead of naming it ‘windows to the soul’? There are multiple windows. Multiple ways to see a soul. Sometimes, we only see the window and don’t even go beyond that. There are times when we color the window from outside making it opaque. At other times, the soul shuts down the shutters of the window. Reasons could be many. Maybe they’re afraid of getting hurt? Maybe they’re hoping that the person(s) on the other side will knock on the window? Maybe it is a defense mechanism to keep unwanted people out? I wonder if sometimes it happens that the soul within is so dark and opaque that one just cannot reach it despite trying to approach it through various windows. This theme reminds me of the Papal Address of May 7, 2014, in which Pope Francis talked about the gift of counsel. When a soul is hidden or buried under its burdens, the gift of counsel or the act of reaching out can make a lot of difference. That’s also the message from Kevin Briggs’ (aka Guardian of the Golden Gate Bridge) TED 2014 talk.
Sometimes, my mind is like a maze. I enter at one place and end up at a completely unexpected place. Life is also like that. At every step, we are faced with multiple possibilities. The steps we take affect the end result. So many steps, so many possibilities. Just as the same maze can be colored using completely different colors and patterns. The maze has multiple exits, i.e. no one correct exit. Depending on one’s choices, one will end up at a particular exit. Not right, not wrong, just another exit – another place to be. One can also retrace their steps (sometimes) and take another route to end up at another exit. Also, one can decide to exit the maze or stay in it endlessly. Isn’t that what happens when we experience regret? An endless maze of regrets or a liberating experience of learning. The choice is ours.