I have been wondering about why I have been usineg circles so much in my journal pages- I looked up circle meanings in Google and was overwhelmed by the all encompaassing response- ranging from the sun – religious motifs – etc etc etc ……..
The circle is a universal symbol with extensive meaning. It represents the notions of totality, wholeness, original perfection, the Self, the infinite, eternity, timelessness, all cyclic movement, God. As the sun, it is masculine power; as the soul and as encircling waters, it is the feminine maternal principle. “It implies an idea of movement, and symbolizes the cycle of time, the per petual motion of everything that moves, the planets’ journey around the sun (the circle of the zodiac), the great rhythm of the universe. The circle is also zero in our system of numbering, and symbolizes potential, or the embryo. It has a magical value as a protective agent, … and indicates the end of the process of individuation, of striving towards a psychic wholeness and self-realization” (Julien, 71).
In Jung, the antithesis of the square (lowest state of man who has not achieved inner perfection), standing for the ultimate state of Oneness, with octagon in between. Circle of Necessity: birth, growth, decline, death. Defense against chaos, formlessness.
I had been feeling trapped by emotion. My stomach has been playing up and I have been sticking religiously to my stupid exclusion diet (lol) ( Gluten and dairy free plus about another 40 things that I am not supposed to eat ……) so I couldn’t really blame chocolate or cashew nuts for how I was feeling
lots of people make simple circles -painted/ pen/ – as cut outs and use them as embellishments for collaging- I have boxes of flowers, feathers, shells and butterflies – (so I thought why not make circles? you are using them everywhere-)
I like big circles that use my whole arm and wrist – I think I made about 10 small ones and gave up- they felt stilted and heavy . I started drawing hearts instead. Pages of them , pink , maroon, red, black, thin lines, thick – big splodges pens and fine microns – my new white sharpie pen . Then I sat and cut them out
My fried Debs posted her latest journal pages one of which was ‘letting go’ . I have Disney’s ‘Let it go’ on a loop in my head and what with making all those hearts I woke up at 5.45am with a spread idea and had to make it. I started drawing.
Then it got all complicated in my head – I was writing and not feeling or letting go. Hubby counselling session ensued ( poor boy he was only just awake).
Long and short of it I let go of a load of crap. Jon asked if I could draw circles today? tedaah!