The Key ~ Writers Island
SEPTEMBER 24, 2007
_oh key,_
_what can I say here..._
_the muse is silent,_
_she sits behind my eyelids_
_napping_
_and the tapping of my keyboard_
_wakes her_
_to brush aside stories_
_of locks and keys,_
_of anvil and alchemy,_
_of smythes sweating in fires_
_deep within the earth..._
_of time rusting and long forgotten treasures horded..._
_of Kings and Queens,_
_of treachery and greed,_
_of beginnings and endings of empires_
_and loves lost and stolen..._
_and this key in my path..._
_begs me to fit it into the one_
_dark and secret place it belongs..._
_turning at last,_
_this whisper of longing..._
© "The Key" for [Writers Island](http://static1.squarespace.com/static/5a0ca0df914e6beb5f43d271/5b6e1f401c8655a69cf9259c/5b6e24231c8655a69cf9cd6c/1533944867036/?format=original) 2007
Photo: Key found along the path in the labyrinth,
deep within the ocean...
a gift from [Marilyn Radzat, Gail Lackey, & Patricia Ebert](http://www.marilynradzat.com/salons/artsalons.html)
_what can I say here..._
_the muse is silent,_
_she sits behind my eyelids_
_napping_
_and the tapping of my keyboard_
_wakes her_
_to brush aside stories_
_of locks and keys,_
_of anvil and alchemy,_
_of smythes sweating in fires_
_deep within the earth..._
_of time rusting and long forgotten treasures horded..._
_of Kings and Queens,_
_of treachery and greed,_
_of beginnings and endings of empires_
_and loves lost and stolen..._
_and this key in my path..._
_begs me to fit it into the one_
_dark and secret place it belongs..._
_turning at last,_
_this whisper of longing..._
© "The Key" for [Writers Island](http://static1.squarespace.com/static/5a0ca0df914e6beb5f43d271/5b6e1f401c8655a69cf9259c/5b6e24231c8655a69cf9cd6c/1533944867036/?format=original) 2007
Photo: Key found along the path in the labyrinth,
deep within the ocean...
a gift from [Marilyn Radzat, Gail Lackey, & Patricia Ebert](http://www.marilynradzat.com/salons/artsalons.html)
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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!