Our church set up a canvas labyrinth at The Shire yesterday. Walking it was a wonderful way to decompress, and consider the part of my life’s journey that I’m on right now. It was wonderful to kind of actively meditate my way toward the center, and then return to my life again. In the center, I found four items, which struck me thusly:
Water, which cleanses and refreshes.
(what I took as) a palm frond, which we use to celebrate Jesus’ entry each year, and then burn to ash to remember our rebellion.
A fern, which is sensitive to the slightest breath of wind.
Stones, which are solid anchors.