Morning Glories...
JULY 27, 2007
_Morning glory…_
_beacon of light_
_into the fog of my day,_
_into the muddled places_
_of frustration_
_that fold into greens, pinks, blues,_
_and shades of moments_
_waiting,_
_unfolding,_
_turning inward and outward…_
_winding,_
_capturing_
_my breath in awe,_
_in wonder,_
_transforming the day_
_into this simple moment of being..._
_beacon of light_
_into the fog of my day,_
_into the muddled places_
_of frustration_
_that fold into greens, pinks, blues,_
_and shades of moments_
_waiting,_
_unfolding,_
_turning inward and outward…_
_winding,_
_capturing_
_my breath in awe,_
_in wonder,_
_transforming the day_
_into this simple moment of being..._
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Labyrinths provide us with a path to practice change. Some labyrinths have withstood the passage of time for thousands of years. Others are here for just an afternoon, drawn in the sand at the edge of the ocean. Many modern labyrinths were meant to last for years, but because of unforeseen circumstances their time is shorter than intended. And they once again help us to practice letting go and giving thanks for the time they are with us. The Labyrinth of Life at the Sebastopol, California Teen Center reached such place of letting go and is at the end of one chapter and the beginning of another chapter that is yet unknown.

Sometimes... a labyrinth can take years to become a physical reality. In 2018 I met with my friend Deb, to discuss her desire to have a labyrinth on the beautiful land she lives on. Despite our plans and several meetings, listening to the land and finding the right spot, the labyrinth did not come to fruition. Fast-forward five years and in the blink of an eye... it happened!