It started with the rose-colored cobblestone maze downtown at First Christian Church, 16 E. Platte Ave. I walked it for the first time a couple of years ago, and then immediately went to Facebook to ask people for advice on the twinge of motion sickness I got from walking in circles.
Fortunately, that feeling has passed, and I can now walk and reap the full meditative benefits from the ritual. I walk slowly and deliberately, following the path inward to the center, and then following the same path back out.
My mind quiets a bit and I feel calmer afterward.
At one point, I got a little overzealous, and imagined myself making the walk my daily spiritual practice. And then I thought, “Not only will I do it every day, I’ll do it before the sun rises! That’ll be even better!”
Uh, better? In what sense, exactly? And who’s deciding? Reality set in. Mornings are cold. I’m a big baby in the cold. But listening to the talk inside my head sure is funny. Which is precisely why some sort of meditation practice helps, be it seated in your warm living room or walking a chilly outdoor labyrinth. It helps you see your thoughts for what they are – simply thoughts. They come, they go.
I’d love to hear if you regularly walk a labyrinth, or if you’ve seen a really noteworthy one. Drop me a line, and I may use your thoughts in an upcoming column: firstname.lastname@example.org.