When I look back at my childhood I can remember a lot of the time I was literally "off with the fairies!"
I still have my school reports upstairs. They make me laugh out loud. I was called everything from chatty,dreamy,inattentive,lazy to ebullient ... I could go on but I think you get the picture. When I was called ebullient I thought that a very good thing but the teacher said it in a very exasperated tone and my Mum was less than impressed!!!
I don't think Grammar Schools in my day did much to help rounded pegs like Chalky fit into square holes.
I realise I dreamed too much. There are some very wide gaping holes in my knowledge. Egghead I am not!
I never,for example knew that North was always at the top of a map. No wonder I am so bad at map reading.
Also I was not helped by older brothers filling my dreamy head with msinformation. They told me that R.I.P meant Rise If Possible and I thought that for years!
Now "The Sporty One " and I do try and think that every day is a school day and that we really are not too old to learn new things. Remembering such new information is not so easy these days however!
So, just now I have been learning about Mandalas. Just the sort of learning I like. Colourful and creative.
We went to visit some friends high up in a tiny village in Spain and there on the wall were 2 beautiful hand crayoned pictures. They reminded me of the Spiroraph pictures I used to create when I was a child.
Did you have one?
I loved it. The gentle repetitive movements of cogs within cogs. Simple patterns that evolved without any planning or angst. The beauty was in the surprise that you could create something so easily.
And then ones which were so complex the paper would develop a hole. So frustrating!
I did not like to ask these lovely people if they had,too, enjoyed Spirograph. I just quietly remembered mine and admired their creations.
The very next week I was lucky enough to receive a Reiki treatment from my Yoga teacher. It was truly wonderful and when I got up from the treatment bed there on the wall was another Sprirograph type picture. What was going on?
Anyway I asked her about the picture and she said " that is a Mandala. A wonderful tool which helps and develops meditation."
That was it. I was inspired. I googled the definition.
Any of various ritualistic geometric designs symbolic of the universe, used in Hinduism and Buddhism as an aid to meditation.
I thought about all the blogs where I have seen Mandalas. I had always thought them to be mats for homes,doilies, prettification. Perhaps a lot are but I think a lot of them represent the word Mandala at its deepest meaning.
Pinterest has some absolute beauties and I have spent many happy hours just admiring them. Quietly,gently taking in their beauty almost by osmosis .
I have said so many times here that I find crochet soothing,gentle,quiet and reflective. If I feel out of sorts it sorts me out! I often start my day with just a few stitches because it sets the scene for me.
A scene of contemplation. A scene of completeness. So,crochet is a bit like a moving meditation. And creating a Mandala is taking this contemplative journey a little further. I am so enjoying the patterns,colours and designs.
Here is one I finished this morning and I have just spent " hours " trying to write a tutorial for it. Now that should be easy but just now the mathematical patterns are not working out evenly on the rounds.not good for the idea of gentle contemplation !
So here is a picture of my latest Mandala and for me it is just fine. It might need to be fine too for you my lovely followers because unless I get it figured out by tomorrow I am going to run out of time.
It totally fits in with my " don't worry be happy " approach to crochet and truly "a blind man on his galloping horse would never notice " that among all those stitches the rounds are not completely following the same numerical pattern.