Into the Mandala

December 28, 2021  •  Leave a Comment

Misty Morning Mandala

 

Into the living mandala, wherever I go, I am the center, the middle of the wheel, around all of it spinning and each one I see, everywhere I see is also the center, you are the center, I am the center, there is no center and the center is everywhere.

Going out in the morning, breaking free from the warm embrace of my loving blankets, wonder awaits in the mist, a leaf twirling down, a magical dancer dressed in gold and burgundy pirouetting round and round down to the ground found by this one who is like Adam with a camera set loose in the garden of wonder

May my photos be joyous songs singing the praises of wonder, of awe, of "oh, wow" for there is no higher praise in the garden of wonder than "oh, wow, OMG" 


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