By Henrita Frost, SSND
Many months after reflecting, coloring, shading, – wondering, what does this symbolize to me – a mandala emerges. A pink lotus arises from muddy water, pure and beautiful.
This haiku comes to me:
Mud here, mud everywhere
Resting in my muddy pond
Sometimes sitting in mud is a comfortable place to be. Why surface into the demanding moments in life? Yet, I know the beauty and possibilities of a lotus for inner awakening, but I say, “not yet.” Sometimes I need self-compassion to empower me to arise.
Another haiku comes:
Rising from thick mud
Accepting being lotus
Sprinkled with mercy
Rejoicing in the power of a lotus, but knowing the mud will come again, I move forward. I pause for a moment of enjoying my mandala.
Then I notice the outer edge, an edge symbolizing tear drops – tears flowing for what is happening to creation – plants, flowers, water, climate change. . . . The pink lotus beckons me – gives me hope – a compassionate heart is possible.
It leaves me pondering: what can we do together to bring mercy and compassion to our common home – Planet Earth?