The Dream of the Yellow Mandala

A year ago, I had a dream. A dream of a mandala or yellow post it notes! I was staying at the time with my lover Abby at her home in Holland. Abby would go off to work during the day, and I would have the house to myself to get 1Mandala stuff in order. However, this...

Sea Shell Mandala

The other day I was treated to a magnificent meal with my new friends Rossela, Irina and Sofia here in Florence. After our supper of fresh muscles, pasta and a rich white wine and parsely sauce (magnifico!) the conversation turned to mandalas. I tried to explain what...

Mandala Making Merryness in Pianora

Honestly, I find teenagers a little scary. They talk so fast, they are always laughing and they are so much cooler than I.The last two days I took a little break in Pianoro Italy. Catia and Filipo heared I was coming through and spontaneously offered to host me. We...
The Blossoming Mandala of Good Words

The Blossoming Mandala of Good Words

What is ‘Love’ in German? An Adventure in Mandala Making and German Learning.   Apparently the Lugen Museum castle where I am staying has a bit of a violent history. Reinhart, the artist who has made this his museum and gallery, asked me to create an art...

Words are vibrations too.

The words that we use come to define the rythm of our lives.Learning German, I’ve noticed a peculiar phenonmenon.   The words that I know shape my experience.   Apparently there are some political problems going on here at the castle.   Lawyers and people come...