I really love them. They’ve resonated with me at a deep level since I first saw one. I can look at mandalas for hours.
I had a t-shirt with an embroidered lotus flower mandala that got at a Grateful Dead show when I was 17. Even though it was just a t-shirt, it was so special to me. Today, I realized in a moment of reflection that if you could wipe the estate clean of all life obligations, I would probably just make mandala after mandala. I wonder what that means. Just be completely immersed in them. Swim in them. As a start, I studied different mandala designs for a couple of hours today and started to plan one to make. It was gratifying.
We are all mandalas. Our lives are mandalas.