Stage 7 of the MARI: Balance When the World Feels Unsteady
I have been thinking about balance. Not the pretty kind. Not the kind where everything is calm, organized, peaceful, and solved. I mean balance when the world feels unsteady. When cruelty is loud. When control and fear seem to be taking up too much room. When the earth feels overheated, and our bodies are trying to carry what our minds can barely take in. This is where July brings me in my reflections on the MARI Great Round. July brings us to Stage 7, Balance, also known as Squaring the Circle. That phrase feels right to me. Squaring the Circle. It sounds like something human beings are always trying to do. How do we bring the circle of our inner life into the square of the world we actually live in? How do we stay connected to what is true inside us while still functioning, responding, loving, working, parenting, creating, caring, and trying not to lose ourselves? Stage 7 is about autonomy, stability, consciousness, and independent thought. The ego is more expressed here, and I do not mean ego as arrogance. I mean the healthy ego. The part of us that can say, “I am here. I can think. I can choose. I can respond.” There are times when healing asks us to simply be. To rest. To grieve. To soften. To let ourselves not know. And there are other times when something in us begins to say, “Now I need to do something with what I know.” Stage 7 carries that movement from being into doing. Not frantic doing. Not proving. Not overworking or overgiving. I know that road, and many of us do. This is a different kind of doing. A doing that comes from a more centered place. A doing that has roots. A doing that remembers the body. That feels especially important now. When life feels overwhelming, we can swing between urgency and shutdown. We may want to respond to everything at once, or we may want to disappear under the covers and let the cat handle the emails. Some days, honestly, the cat seems qualified. And still, Stage 7 asks a quieter question: What is mine to do? Not everything. Just what is mine. This is one reason I keep returning to mandalas. A mandala does not fix the world. It does not ask us to pretend we are fine. It gives us a circle when things feel scattered. It gives the hand something to do when the mind is spinning. It gives the psyche a place to gather without needing perfect words. In therapy, I have seen again and again that so much of what we carry lives beneath language. The body knows. The nervous system remembers. The image may speak before the mind can explain. A mandala can hold more than one truth at a time. It can hold grief and beauty. Fear and hope. Outrage and tenderness. The part of us that wants to act and the part that needs to lie down for a while. To me, that is balance. Not perfect regulation. Not denial. Not pretending to be peaceful when we are not. Balance as return. Return to the body. Return to breath. Return to center. Return to the next honest step. Stage 7 also connects, for me, with the number 7 as the Seeker. The Seeker wants meaning, truth, wisdom, and deeper understanding. This is beautiful, and it can also pull us too far into the mind. We can analyze, search, read, track, and try to understand what may not be fully understandable. Then the body gets left behind. The heart gets tired. The nervous system keeps carrying what the mind keeps collecting. Mandala making helps bring the Seeker back into the body. It lets insight move through color, shape, image, and feeling. It allows knowing to become embodied, not just understood. A Quiet Seed for What May Come Next As I continue writing about the MARI stages month by month, I am beginning to imagine a simple monthly mandala ritual for clarity and integration. I am not ready to launch it yet. Summer is full, and I will be traveling on and off through September. For now, I am letting the idea take root quietly. What I imagine is a gentle space to pause, make a mandala, and return to center. A way to gather what we are living, notice what is becoming clear, and let the image help us integrate what words cannot always hold. For now, July and Stage 7 are asking me to sit with this kind of balance: staying awake without becoming hardened, caring without disappearing, and acting without abandoning myself. Balance is not always stillness. Sometimes balance is the brave, imperfect practice of staying connected to ourselves while we keep living, loving, creating, and choosing. Not everything at once. Just the next true shape.
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