I've been trying to come up with a way to display the larger mandalas. I don't really like them under glass, I want people to be able to touch them. I made a free-standing frame and hung this one. The pictures are not great because it was cold and windy outside, the poor thing was just flapping around and I was freezing. Finally I laid it down on a piece of cardboard, snapped a few hasty pictures and ran back inside.
I'm not too excited by this one, but my son likes it. It's close to 5 inches in diameter.
I hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving!
Buddha told a parable in a sutra:
A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him.
Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!
From Zen Flesh, Zen Bones. A Collection of Zen and Pre-Zen Writings. Complied by Paul Reps.