The Gift...
MAY 12, 2014
Buddha laughs
and holds,
opening wide
for these gifts…
Blooms from wonderland
where memories seed themselves
each time we hug…
Fat
green bottle of beer
hand to hand,
heart to heart
with an echoing laugh…
cherished now
for the form
filled with water
drinking life
to
petals
that will fall
like the twists
and turns of gray
that are no more…
or the phone line connection
across thousands of miles…
with the gift of voice
this morning of changes…
holding me dreaming,
visioning,
stepping into the void
all the while
listening…
as the Buddha laughs,
this gift…
and holds,
opening wide
for these gifts…
Blooms from wonderland
where memories seed themselves
each time we hug…
Fat
green bottle of beer
hand to hand,
heart to heart
with an echoing laugh…
cherished now
for the form
filled with water
drinking life
to
petals
that will fall
like the twists
and turns of gray
that are no more…
or the phone line connection
across thousands of miles…
with the gift of voice
this morning of changes…
holding me dreaming,
visioning,
stepping into the void
all the while
listening…
as the Buddha laughs,
this gift…
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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!