Forty-third Mandala – A Constellation Mandala

Forty-third Mandala – A Constellation Mandala

Eyes up to watch the sky,

letting the vastness of the deep dark night with millions of small flashing dots of a moonless night comfort me.

Facing this immense mysterious space above, around and beneath me,

I can, even if only intuitively with my heart, comprehend that the mystery that governs everything can, if I allow it, show me that even my biggest fears and sufferings is, in reality, small and limited in time and depth.


Browsing, I found the perfect words to describe this feeling:

“He was there alone with himself, collected, tranquil, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the serenity of the skies, moved in the darkness by the visible splendors of the constellations, and the invisible splendor of God, opening his soul to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. In such moments, offering up his heart at the hour when the flowers of night inhale their perfume, lighted like a lamp in the center of the starry night, expanding his soul in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of creation, he could not himself perhaps have told what was passing in his own mind; he felt something depart from him, and something descend upon him, mysterious interchanges of the depths of the soul with the depths of the universe.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables





Forty-second Mandala – The Healing heart

Forty-second Mandala – The Healing heart

Healing multicoloured light flowering from the core wound  of the open heart:

Flower of Red Fire sparks a Flow of Yellow Energy that feeds Seeds of Green Life, growing petals reaching out to the  Blue Sky in an Explosion of Violet Life Wisdom, it then bows back to the original fire that continues to burn and feed a looping process of growth and deepening.

“If we are strong enough to be weak enough, we are given a wound that never heals. It is the gift that keeps the heart open.” (from The Invitation – Oriah Mountain Dreamer page 36)



Forty-first Mandala or First Mandala of the second year- The One Year Mandala

Forty-first Mandala or First Mandala of the second year- The One Year Mandala

It started a year ago this strange journey through shapes and colours.

It started without a destination, reason or timeframe and it is still a journey with no map, boundaries or rules. It is a journey of letting go of the need for control or approval and just let ideas and forms flow freely.

It is a journey of discovery and learning with many detours and even few temporary stops along the way.

It has been a journey of fun and pleasant surprises, of moments of doubts and tiredness and more than one failed attempt or false start.


Now, I reached the one year anniversary and I want to mark this day to recognise having honoured a personal commitment with no hidden motivation other than engaging in this personal experience with no end.

This Mandala journey continues and the first Mandala of this second year, it is about wholeness and integration; it is about the Life energy that flows from the root to the crown and it is about connecting the dots and observe the Life that emerges.


Fortieth Mandala – Intention and Attention Mandala

Fortieth Mandala – Intention and Attention Mandala

Intention and Attention.

Clarity and Simplicity.

Honesty and Compassion.

Isolation and Integration.

Concentration and expansion.

Being present, here, in the body, in the mind and in the heart of life creating now the future choices.

Mindfully choosing to act with the clarity and confidence of honest and true intention.

Simplifying the surrounding, removing unnecessary shining distractions, reducing and choosing what to take in: which food, which drinks, which news, which information, which emotions, which sounds, which truth…

This is the journey I am choosing, one small change at the time, one commitment at the time. Continuing to bring attention to the deepest and honest intention, I move forward with new aspiration for the future grounded in the present.


Thirty-Ninth Mandala – A Night and Day Mandala

Thirty-Ninth Mandala – A Night and Day Mandala

Mirroring Life:

Water Flowing at the centre, the primary source of life;

Lava flowing;

Roots growing everywhere in the deep soil;

Flowers, grass and trees;

and then the Sky:

blue and white clouded sky,

starry sky,

sky at sunrise and sky at sunset

and finally, the dark sky of the deep space: the void in between what we know exist.


Some Haiku poems I read recently about time, sky, nature and life.

(From Haiku Mind of Patricia Donegan)


To see the Void vast infinite

look out the window

into the blue sky. (by Allen Ginsberg)


First light

everything in this room

was already there (by Christopher Herold)


No flower can stay

yet human grieve at dying –

the red peony. (by Edith Shiffert)


Ancient pond –

frog jumps in

sound of the water (by Basho Matsuo)


Stillness –

piercing the rocks

the sounds of cicadas (by Basho Matsuo)


After the rain

bomb craters filled

with stars (by John Brandi)


Drawing light

from another world-

the Milky Way. (by Yatsuka Ishihara)


A page of Shelley

brightens and dimes

with passing clouds (by Rod Willmot)



the packet of seeds

asking, are you still alive?  (by Kiyoko Tokutomi)



Thirty-seventh and Thirty-eighth Mandalas – Year End Mandalas

Thirty-seventh and Thirty-eighth Mandalas – Year End Mandalas

These were the last two Mandalas of 2016. I finished them few weeks ago, but I struggled with the search of meaning for a while.

Sometimes I wonder what really exists, what is the meaning of what I do and if everything needs to have a purpose or being successful.

If I left these Mandalas as just drawings in my private sketchbook on my desk, would they really exist and a have a meaning? In today’s world, does anything exist or have a purpose when it is not shared?

Ocean of ideas, thoughts, stories, projects or drawings that they did not live or go Beyond the daydreaming phase, do they have a purpose? One day I open my eyes and years, decades have passed and every ideas, thoughts, stories, project or drawings only existed in my dreams becoming arid and sad as desert of meaningless regrets and wasted time.

I do what I can, in the way I can and at the right pace for me and even if I might want to be different and I might dream something different, I need to live accepting who I am and to be grateful for my life with lots of apparently meaningless and mediocre moments and less than talented hands or minds, leaving my soft footprints on the sand that will be washed away at the first wave of a rising tide.



The Thirty-sixth Mandala – An Everything and Nothing Mandala

The Thirty-sixth Mandala – An Everything and Nothing Mandala

Earth, Stones,  Star-light, Trees, Water, Flowers, Sky and White spaces among everything.

Learning to discover and appreciate the beauty and magic of Nature around and inside.

Building a path from the inside out and understanding it from the outside in.

Remembering to pause and to breath while continuing to simply live.

Looking at the bared truth and not being scared anymore.

Searching for courage, understanding and connection.

Having nothing and being it everything.