This week we had some Tibetan Monks visit our local library so I had the opportunity over the course of the week to see a Mandala in the making and to attend a meditation as well as a Tibetan Love Concert. This was a unique experience.
I have been fascinated with Mandalas for some time so I jumped at the chance to watch one being formed in the traditional way from sand. The Mandalas that I have attempted have been drawn or painted and I can not image being unattached enough to be able to destroy them upon completion. But this is the beauty of non attachment and this dissolution represents the transitional nature of life.
It is in the nature of cyclic existence that what has gathered will eventually disperse -- parents, children, brothers, sisters, and friends. No matter how much friends like each other, eventually they must separate. Gurus and students, parents and children, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, and friends -- no matter who they are -- must eventually separate. ~ Dalai Lama
I sat and watched the monk as they worked meticulously away on the Mandala and I wandered. What are they thinking? Are they thinking? Their backs must really hurt siting like that for so long! The sound of the Chak Phurs used to disperse the sand was entrancing in itself and there was a captivating silence along with an energy of peace and harmony.
This Mandala represents Wisdom and Compassion.