It reminds me of the Tibetan sand mandalas; those similarly exquisite sand designs the monks make over hours and possibly days only to then sweep them away as soon as they are complete.
I guess artwork like this has many layers of meaning to spiritual practitioners but in their simplest form they speak to us of the transience of life, the delicacy of existence and teach us that it is the doing, the living, the experiencing of life that is the gold. To think that we can preserve or hold onto anything is a vain attempt that will ultimately end in suffering.
And so we paint, rake sand, meditate, still our minds so that we can more fully inhabit this precious, precious life we are living …
I hope you can make it to meditation this Thursday night 7 – 8.30
We will be doing the Mindfulness of Breathing practice