Or… did I?
Mac brainstormed another way to hold and apply the brush. Lydia advised which type of canvas was best and why. Brittany gave me protected space. T-Bird showed me the Aisle of Iridescence. David reminded me to unplug. Totally. Dr. Sam (aka Simmone) coached me to get to the other side. Catherine rephotographed at the last minute to meet the 7” x 7” 300 dpi requirements. Zana was my listening ear when the gremlins needed to be put onto the back parking lot.
“I” didn’t do it. It was the group; the Strong Mountain Mandala did it.
“I” was fortunate to be at the center of the mandala, surrounded by Beloveds as I flew into uncharted territory.
Whatever you are cultivating… look for your Strong Mountain Mandala.
Sometimes you will be the center. Most times though it will be one of your Beloveds. We all take turns when it works.
And it works because we speak the truth to each other.
– Ann-Marie McKelvey