Day Four: In the Heart of the Matter

Yup, that’s me, wheeled out from my hospital bed to the labyrinth in the courtyard of Boulder Community Hospital.

Can you imagine such a fabulous setting for healing?

Only in Boulder!

Today, I’m aware I’ve been landed physically in place, at the heart of a seventy-five-year journey of body, soul, and spirit. After asking my children to leave me quiet for a minute or two as I sit in the center, I do a slow (very-slow) wheelie, calling out the directions, calling in the winds of heaven. I have slow-traveled in and out of many labyrinths over the years in many settings, in solitude, and in groups. Once, I recall being inspired by soul to walk in blind, not-seeing, just feeling the rocks, sensing the path with my feet and trusting the other walkers to not bang into me or to give me a steady arm if I lost balance.

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Today I’ve been rolled straight in and I’m aware there’s going to be lots of learning circles to find the way back out on my feet again. Today my son pushed me straight out – ha! I know the days ahead are not going to be that easy!

But I pray for light-heartedness, for play, for joyful moments like this one pictured as Rachel raced me along the path back to my bed.

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There’s no easy way to walk one step at a time, to navigate the labyrinth of life that each of us has been given and/or chooses.

Where are you today in the maze?

Feeling the minotaur’s clutches?

In the lion’s den?

Following Ariadne’s red, sacred thread?

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Maybe you’re afraid to step in once more into the stormy or unknown path ahead of you. Take the first step – the only step needed, the one David Whyte so eloquently expresses in this poem.

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