My Coming Home...
APRIL 28, 2007
I came home yesterday...
to cross my own threshold...
and found an array of shells waiting for me...
Echos from the ocean,
of exotic beaches far, far away,
washed up on my doorstep,
all packed and set up to travel with me into
artistic delight...
to cross my own threshold...
and found an array of shells waiting for me...
Echos from the ocean,
of exotic beaches far, far away,
washed up on my doorstep,
all packed and set up to travel with me into
artistic delight...
Thank you Ulla...
for leaving me this gift of possibility!!!
Tuesdays are calling and the dragons are circling!!!!
for leaving me this gift of possibility!!!
Tuesdays are calling and the dragons are circling!!!!
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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!