The Story of the Mandala

A work from August 2025.

My healing is looking up at the sky, feeling the wind…

My healing is finding a good coffee shop…

My healing is savouring the nature of each season…

Only at this age have I finally understood that I can heal myself without spending money, without going far, without needing anyone…

Until I left my job I endured relentless days, and on my rare days off I bought things or travelled in reaction — and believed that was healing…

Healing was in fact very close, and it waited for me all that long time until I noticed…

Thank you…