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I’M NOT MOVING!

Well actually, Chloe did move when she was ready – but with a labyrinth appearing outside her door in Roseville, CA, instinct said that here was something worth guarding. Mom Teri has trained her well!

 

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RUMI HAS SPOKEN– DON’T GO BACK TO SLEEP.

This was the theme for the most magical day in the company of Lea Goode-Harris, Marilyn Larson (who inspired me so deeply very close to the start of my journey), and 20 or more dear souls who gathered in Lea’s safehaven garden in Santa Rosa to walk her labyrinth, walk the LAA labyrinth, enjoy ceremony, fine food, good wine, and conversation, then culminating in an invitation for others across the continent to join us in a precious “labyrinth and lectio” meditation. Thank God that I didn’t go to sleep. Thank you Lea. Thank you Marilyn. Thank you all.

 

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ON FOUNTAIN GROVE

California’s 2017 wildfires devastated entire communities. It has been humbling to hear stories from individuals who lost their homes, had to flee in the middle of the night, and whose lives have been changed forever.

Today, it was a privilege to be able to bring the LAA labyrinth to one piece of land where a home had once stood. The buckled mailbox, charred tree bark and empty ground made clear just how ferocious Nature’s path had been through this community.

Out of respect for both those affected and the land, I will not elaborate too much on the experience that we had here. However, I will say that for me, it was one that felt meaningful and important.

Houses are quickly returning, along with other buildings. Most encouraging, however, is to see how soon a green environment is appearing again, and thankfully, with some tree survivors and a flourishing wildlife that is returning.

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REMEMBERING EARTH DAY, EARTH WEEK, EARTH ALWAYS

A gentle meditation using the tiny labyrinth in beautiful Armstrong State Park, CA, yesterday, caused me to reflect on the teaching that Mother Gaia always has to offer us. Here, it was the case that She knows what it means to be whole and to evolve–and has been for countless millennia. Our lesson is to tread lightly, conserve, and allow her to do her work. May it be so.

LABYRINTH LOVE ON HIGHWAY 1 AND AROUND THE BAY

The little labyrinth has made a fair few stops since my last post, along the Pacific Coast Highway between San Luis Obispo and Monterey Bay, in Silicon Valley, and in and around the Bay Area. Prayer stops include: North of San Simeon, Salmon Creek, North of Gorda, Cupertino,, South San Francisco, Nob Hill San Francisco, Sea Cliff, San Francisco, Lands End, San Francisco, Richmond District, San Francisco, Golden Gate Bridge View, North Bay.

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THERE IS A GREEN HILL NOT TOO FAR AWAY

Easter can be a busy time for parents. Church duties to complete (maybe), family feasts to prepare, Easter egg trails to lay…all can take their toil on long-suffering mums and dads.

So it was this weekend that I was thrilled to be with dear friends in Arroyo Grande, CA, and to be graciously invited to a wonderful potpourri dinner hosted by friends of theirs on the edge of town.

Ample rolling hills offered an excellent opportunity to lay out the labyrinth, by popular demand. Under the shade of a graceful Coastal Oak, the labyrinth offered a quiet sanctuary for grown-ups to walk while an excited gathering of children searched high and low for easter eggs.

I felt that both may be rewarded with what they might discover at the center

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“NOT HERE”!

Knowing where to place the labyrinth–often the little labyrinth when traveling from place to place–has become, I believe, an act of discernment. I don’t always get this right, but it’s tempting to want to stop and lay out the labyrinth’s footprint in what for me are especially photogenic places–beside a giant cactus, overlooking a dramatic landscape, having the Hollywood sign as a backdrop (though I didn’t actually see this). However, this usually doesn’t feel right for where the labyrinth should go. It must go where it’s meant to–not where I think it should.

Yesterday was a case in point. While en route between Bakersfield and Arroyo Grande, I’d taken a diversion to enjoy the spectacular vitas of Carrizo Plain. Here there are several salt or soda lakes, and I stopped overlooking one, to briefly breathe in the fresh air and open my heart to the resonance of birdsong.

“Should I lay the labyrinth here?” I pondered. Surely, after a good fifty miles or so since the labyrinth’s last stop, this was the place to rest awhile.

“Not here,” came the answer. “Just be, just enjoy.”

And so I did.

Later, I pondered one possible reason why the labyrinth was not meant to be. This was right on the San Andreas Fault–the very lake I was looking at was sinking, being consumed by the Earth. Scarps and ridges were evident for miles around; the lake itself, I imagine, a sag pond.

Perhaps there was some geomantic reason why the labyrinth was not meant to be here–a clash of energies, perhaps, a place where my “acupuncture for the Earth” wasn’t needed, a presence that might in some way interfere with Gaia’s work?

Further away from the main fault line, I did find a place where there seemed a “right” place for the labyrinth, close to where cows were freely grazing.

I hope that the labyrinth’s footprints are going where they are meant to–being sensitive to what seems right is a continuing learning for me, but sometimes the “Not Here”! message is perfectly clear.

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BASKING IN THE BEAUTIFUL GREEN OF BAKERSFIELD

I was thrilled to come to Bakersfield, CA yesterday, where I had an opportunity to join a blessed meditation-yoga class in the morning, then lay out the labyrinth in the delightful Jastro Park in the afternoon.

It was a joy and a privilege to meet writer, publisher, creative coach and advocate Julie JordanScott, who at the last minute graciously made time to greet me, in the midst of her busy schedule working with incarcerated asylum seekers and others. Julie is very inspiring, and made time in her diary not just once, but twice during the day to meet with me.

The labyrinth seemed to settle very well in the park, amid the trees, and shimmering in the dappled sunlight. More positive energy spread, and another giant footstep as it continues its journey north.

In fact, here was the first time that I felt a sense of the “big container” (the circuit around the country that the labyrinth is forming) beginning to be closed, perhaps as the sweep north must take us close to the 75% point in the journey. This gave me quite an awesome perspective on the container that is being formed, and the powerful safe haven within that I believe the labyrinth is creating in its wake.

Julie has a great video blog at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTdYFuvu2nznpM3JjtFrMog, giving wonderful tips on creative writing, and inspirational reflections that are very meaningful and thoughtful (they have certainly helped me – one very pertinently only a couple of days ago).

 

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TRAVERSING THE BIG CITY

I had no offers in response to the feelers I put out to bring the big green labyrinth to LA, so instead, I spent a day and half navigating a journey from east to west of the vast metropolis, laying out the little labyrinth for neighbourhood prayers wherever it felt right. Following earlier stops in Riverside and Running Springs, my stops included Upland, Downey, South Gate, Hacienda Village, Gramercy Park, Westchester, Culver City, and Westwood Village.

Not quite a full “crescent” to the ocean – of my own volition, I would happily have ventured to Santa Monica and whiled away an hour or two by the beach or in a trendy coffee bar, but the “feeling” drove me northward, and the stop-start freeway adventure toward the hills and far away.

 

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