If you have any hangups about the word God, this post might not suit you. But I’m a believer, after all that’s happened to me. And I like my modern day image of God as an unconditionally loving force, so here we go.
People have always asked me how I make my mandalas. I used to blunder through an answer I thought would be easy to swallow. ”Wellll, I draw, and then I scan and then I do this or that, and it’s a wonderful meditative process, blah, blah, blah.” I didn’t think anyone would believe the truth. But eventually I realized that belief is a personal thing, and says more about the believer (or non-believer) than it does about the storyteller.
So let me just spit it right out: I was given a Gift from God.
At a precise moment in time, all things in my Universe converged, a vortex opened and in rushed the Universal Life Force that creates worlds. What a rush it was! There was no missing it. I knew in that instant what had happened, and I thought I’d found the Holy Grail. Little did I know I should buckle my seatbelt and hang on, because I was about to take a wild ride.
That said, I wouldn’t trade a minute of it, even though some of it’s been really painful. The healing that comes with the gift is just so worth it. And besides, you don’t give up on a Gift from God. You can’t. I tried. It didn’t work. God sent Angels I could actually see with my eyes to reassure me and keep me on path. There’s nothing quite like seeing an Angel. It makes a believer out of you, not to mention it knocks the wind out of your 3D “reality.” Lots more going on here than we can imagine.
Another thing you learn about Gifts from God is they’re not really just for you. All those private, healing creations I was making, it turns out, were meant to be shared. That’s a heavy responsibility and fulfilling it is a commitment. There’s no room for waffling. God wants you to focus, and that kind of focus requires a ton of trust.
You have to trust yourself, you have to trust God, and you have to trust the world. It’s a process, and thank goodness the mandalas help me with all of it. When I need strength, confidence, my voice, or any kind of assistance, a mandala comes. When I feel sad, or happy, excited or scared, mandalas come. Processing something? Releasing a wound? Mandalas. They’re like Angels. They come right away and they help you with whatever you need help with.
I’m still stunned by what comes through. The lines, the colors, the symbols, the expansion I feel when I’m creating. And then the profound love I feel for the finished mandala’s power and purity. It makes me want to share them, to set them free.
So that’s how I do it. I leave the door open for God, I trust what comes in and I trust what wants to come out. It’s really that simple.
I’ll leave you with my latest favorite quote -
“Deep and simple is far more essential than shallow and complex.”