I set my jaw and frowned out at the rainy morning. My sunrise photo shoot was officially a wash. “Nothing’s working out for me lately. My Wheel of Life seems to have hit a rock and bounced off into the weeds.”
“Well, that’s what wheels do, of course,” said Mick with a little cluck of his tongue. “If you want a straightaway trip, relinquish your creative potential, get on someone else’s train, and take a nap…but then don’t complain that you’re not allowed to drive.”
“That’s a little more advice than I was expecting this morning.”
“Yes. You’re welcome.”
“Wheel of Life with Porthole to The Mystery”. This mandala carries the energy of the Wheel of Life, which bounces along continuously whether we like it or not. We are creatures of choice who may nudge the wheel onto the track we prefer, but we can never fully control its path or speed of travel. Through the porthole in the center of this piece, we catch a glimpse of the Great Mystery that powers our trip through life…what burns there in the furnace to keep our wheel rolling? And how can we add fuel to our fires?