The view from above

“The right way to wholeness is made up of fateful detours and wrong turnings.” Carl Jung

I know quite a few people who have been living life along one vector.  It’s as though the compulsion in that direction has no allowance for variance.  I’ve ridden vectors for extended periods as well.  It’s been my experience that such a vector eventually constellates opposition, which for lack of a better definition, feels like fate.  Actually, it feels like a brick wall.

As I cycle through the seasons and the phases of my life it’s always with a sense of mystery that I recognize certain patterns unfolding in my life that resemble earlier periods. It’s like getting a glimpse of a much larger design which in many cultures gets rendered as a mandala.

The symbol of the mandala provides a view from above, as it were, the experience of winding through the labyrinth of our life.  It’s useful for me these days to consider what seems like a roadblock as just another turn in the path.