When I drew this mandala in May, 2020, I actually titled it, Coronavirus in Nicaragua, because at the time, scared Nicaraguans were illegally crossing Costa Rica's northern border, their own government failing to inform or support their people during the early onslaught of the pandemic. I was living in Puerto Viejo in the south, but it marked the first time that the number of cases started rising sharply in Costa Rica since the pandemic began, and that came with some uncertainty.
Of course, I'd also spent many weeks travelling through Central America having numerous volcano adventures, so I had them on the brain.
Eventually, as time dragged on and as so many countries continued to struggle with the virus, I decided that perhaps it wasn't quite fair on Nicaragua to single them out. Wherever you are in the world, I think we can all relate to what this drawing speaks of...