Nothing fills the center of this mandala. I have, for a while now, been considering nothing. When I try to figure everything, it seems to me that I do so against a ground of nothing.
When I want to refigure, I walk in the woods or look up at a starry sky. Then I remember I live on a planet, which orbits a star, which travels with it's circling planets in a spinning galaxy, which speeds among other galaxies in an expanding universe. I remember that I didn't make any of this. And then I find the universe refigured as creation against a ground of mysterious origination. So, I find the origination of creation and nothing together.
The universe does not have a center or a boundary. The trace that remains of the beginning of the universe comes to us from everywhere. So we can't point in some direction and say, the universe began over there, as we can point to the southern part of Ophiuchus and say, that way lies the center of our galaxy. However, our centerless universe contains countless centered objects shaped by gravity. The dance of matter around centers of gravitation forms planets, stars, and galaxies.
Jung described the process of individuation as a "circumambulation of the self." Planets, stars, and galaxies individuate through the gathering of matter around centers of gravity. If I can gather up the matter of my life and set it in motion around the center, then, perhaps, I can begin to use the attraction of the self to shape an individual life.