I’m still processing from my labyrinth walk yesterday. Walking meditations – for those who are able – are very powerful and go a long way down into the human psyche. I found it interesting that I experienced the entire walk as resistance and physical pain, but the next morning, I woke up knowing what I have to do; I am clear again and realize the pain was a reminder that there’s something I have to do, which I won’t enjoy.
To be more specific, I have gotten into a bad habit, and I have to shed it, and the sooner I do the better off the world will be. So the walk was a reminder to drop something rather than acquire it.
I was the first person to walk the labyrinth as part of an open house which Ellesmere United Church hosted – it’s in the SAME BUILDING where I live. What are the odds? When I walked into this building, I was overcome by a feeling that I was in the right place… learning that a Chartres labyrinth is now part of the architecture of the place, and that it was put in while I was living here, has only made the living here sweeter.
Soon I will leave this nest for a new one – I don’t know exactly when or how. But it will be soon, and then I will move into a different phase of my life, one in which I am not living by myself. In the meantime, I have acquired some good habits and some discipline about keeping my personal space cleaner and tidier. But I gotta say, I am SO looking forward to having somebody else to cook for, I’m going to cook and bake like a maniac the first couple of weeks.
On Sunday I will have been off smokes for two weeks. It’ll be interesting to see if I can avoid smoking the next time I see Paul or daughter Katie.