Category Archives: Mandala
The Day of the Dead – Cemetery Sunday in Ireland
This week I came across some excerpts from the Tibetan Book of the Dead. My mother got this book, on a tape, after she was declared legally blind. She did not care for my clumsy conversation about death, some twenty … Continue reading
Lost Leprechauns
The Leprechauns Lost Uisneach and Mariah were having a difficult time with directions. He agreed to meet her at a certain place and then he saw her there. He did not like to call out and draw attention to himself … Continue reading
Right Side of Brain Exercise and The Dream Leaflet
Doing a Mandala or any random artwork is a Right Side of the Brain Exercise. You can do a little mandala by drawing a circle with a cup (a teacup mandala) or a bigger one by drawing one with a … Continue reading
Labyrinth 2 and the Round Tower
The story of the Leprechaun continues. Hope you enjoy my photos and drawings and my wrestling with myself, whether depicted by Uisneach, Rose or the dreams cited. Continue reading
Beads – Psychoanalytic and Body Work
I was half asleep on the massage table, and my session was over; body work of reflexology and of “unwinding my arm”. My arm had been tightening for the last couple of months. As I became awake, I dreamed/half saw … Continue reading
Interpreting a Watercolor
Interpreting of a Drawing with the Leprechaun, Uisneach. When he was not out foraging, and looking at bees in the flowers, he liked to paint with watercolors. He had a place in the attic for this activity. When he had … Continue reading
Leprechaun Story 7
Leprechaun Story 7 He got up early in the morning to see if he could find the mines, on another day, fresh and new. This time he found himself in the wetlands. He followed a stream and came to … Continue reading
Wolfe Street and Leprechaun Story 5
May is a beautiful month in Ireland, when all the “May bushes” are in bloom with white blossoms in all the hedges, under which the lambs are cavorting and gamboling. The huge wheels of pale primroses, on the dark mossy … Continue reading
Leprechaun 4 Story
The Leprechaun went out on his travels again only to find himself blinded by a red mist. He was carrying a door on his back, as he felt sure he would open that door and find someone helpful there someday. … Continue reading
The Song of Love from the Flowers
Photos above are of Rose in the Hill and Dale Park, enjoying the buttercups. Once my mentor told me that I should be like the hen, who is hatching eggs, when it comes to my spiritual life. Like a mother … Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 