I built a labyrinth in my front yard as pandemic lockdowns swept the globe.
Walking it centers me. I reflect on how I’m showing up in the world. I seek a more nuanced understanding of balance. It’s brought solace and meditation, connection and creativity into my life. This radical ritual is an enriching reminder: I am always calling myselves back to myself.
The Patterns We Practice
Sometimes, lost in life’s chaotic maze, a revelation will illuminate the pattern as clearly as if it were a labyrinth, with one way in and only one way out. Despite disorientation, following the labyrinth’s threaded path will guide me to my destination. This perspective on the patterns I practice emerged from watching drone footage captured by another neighbor as I dug through my lawn to edge the labyrinth’s pathway.
Labyrinths can be pretty designs, detours, meditations, or quests.
Global variations of unicursal paths date back to Neolithic times, each with rich cultural significance and ritual.
Drone footage and video by Bobby Perry, 1972
Walking a Labyrinth
Each encounter with a labyrinth is supremely personal. They invite inspiration, connection, play, introspection, release, and so much more. Even a David Bowie dance party!
To walk a labyrinth, simply place one foot in front of the other, and the path you follow will take care of the rest. For a more intentional experience, become the listener and not the thinker of your own thoughts with four Rs, adapted from Veriditas, that align to preparing, beginning, pausing, and exiting a labyrinth.
Ephemeral Enrituals – Temporary Labyrinths
Even before becoming a certified labyrinth facilitator through Veriditas, I started my journey as a little Johnny labyrinth-seed, scattering temporary labyrinth installations on camping trips, in parks, along the Atlanta BeltLine, at the ocean’s edge…
Building and appreciating them creates community, fosters healing, and spreads peace. Laughing through the pathways of a heart-shaped labyrinth as the tide came in, I remember wondering whether remaining in the center as the water washed away all traces of an exit meant that I could stay there, dwelling in my heart.