Archive for September, 2019


9.23.19 … It’s time for fall in the South! Pumpkins, Mosquitoes, Humidity, Flip-flops, Shorts … OK, so it’s basically summer, but with pumpkins.

Driving Mama Lindsey …

Some drives are not fun … and so it goes as we we continued with the dental saga …

But, since I had her in the car, it was worth a little extra time driving around beautiful Atlanta. I told mom about a meme I saw:

It’s time for fall in the South!






OK so it’s basically summer, but with pumpkins.

Atlanta was again gorgeous, but hot, on one of these first days of Fall. And people are getting their fall decorations out: pumpkins, scarecrows, and orange, yellow and purple fall mums …. and some crazy fools have already put out Halloween. Like i said, crazy fools.

Since we had arrived 30 minutes early for her appointment, I decided to continue along West Paces Ferry to Paces Ferry all the way to Vinings. It’s been at least 20 years since I’ve taken this drive. I waved to Lovett and then headed across the River noting the old single lane bridge that still exists as a foot bridge.

On the way back we turned on Nancy Creek and drove by Elizabeth Goldsmith Musser’s childhood home. I reminded my mom that she is a writer and has a new book coming out set in Asheville. She remembered Swan House. MS has been reading to mom, mostly cozy mysteries. Maybe I’ll pull out my copy of Swan House and read it to her.

Before posting, I found this on the old footbridge …

So in 1984, Fulton County passed a resolution officially naming the bridge for Hermi. There was a large dedication ceremony at what is now Canoe Restaurant. The bridge dedication was an especially fitting tribute to Hermi who, like her husband, was very active in the Civil Rights movement. She was also the first female jury commissioner in Fulton County history. In recognition of these accomplishments, Fulton County installed a plaque on the bridge which states “Hermione Weil Alexander. She built bridges across gulfs of prejudice and intolerance.”

With the help of the PATH Foundation, the city of Atlanta and Cobb County, Cecil headed up an effort to raise the necessary funds to restore the bridge to its former grandeur. Cecil printed up flyers outlining the history of the bridge, the details of his wife’s life and a tally of the associated costs of the restoration. He also prevailed upon his friends to contribute to the worthy cause. And within a relatively short period of time, Cecil had raised the almost $1million price tag for the restoration.

Now Hermi’s Bridge has a nice new coat of blue paint, which is especially fitting given its proximity to Lovett. The restoration has also given it new wood decking, which will permit it to be reopened to foot traffic.

So once again Cecil can sit back and take solace in the knowledge that Hermi’s Bridge is safe. But rest assured, Cecil will be watching closely. And even at 91 years of age, he will continue to make sure that Hermi’s legacy is not neglected or forgotten.

Source: Hermi’s Bridge: A love story – Reporter Newspapers,’s-bridge-a-love-story/

All good.



9.15.19 … “Show me. Still me. Quiet me.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, UNC-Asheville:

Albert was definitely tired of riding around in the mountains with me. And we still had a four hour car ride to Atlanta…

I was at UNC Asheville today because my friend Tim wanted to watch the UNC A – Davidson soccer game. A friend of his son’s was playing. Davidson won 2-0.

So while here, contemplating taking Albert to the game, I walked.

I heard a train in the distance and birds chirping and I noticed the sunlight dappling through the trees. and I wondered if the comb was left intentionally at the center.

And as before, I really enjoyed the art installation right next-door.

Show me.

Still me.

Quiet me.

Where I am in that space

And your heartbeat is clear.

Your whispers ring true

And my heart is strong

In its synchronicity with you

Where eyes become clear with vision and sight.

And your words are held. Close. In my heart.

~ Rebecca Baxter



9.14.19 … “Just as at the center of a hurricane there is stillness, and above the clouds a clear sky, so it is possible to make a little clearing in the jungle of our human will for a rendezvous with God.”- Malcolm Muggeridge

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, Unity Center – Mills River NC, 2019 Labyrinth Walks:

I got up early this morning so that I could take Albert with me on my errands before it got too hot. Yesterday, it was 87° in Asheville. I may have mentioned this before, but Albert does not travel well, especially on short trips with lots of stopping and starting. So, since for the past 30 minutes he had done nothing but whine, whine, whine, I decided that it would be a nice break for both Albert and me.

Since I was in the general vicinity of The Unity Center, I headed there. This labyrinth is a lovely Labyrinth where I can easily tether Albert in a shady area. It is very beautifully landscaped.

For the first time as I walked, I noticed through the evergreens a window and it’s house. I thought: what a lovely place to watch the world wake up and peek at the labyrinth below.

This is the labyrinth with the memorial stone bricks. I tried not to look down as I walked in to the center, but I couldn’t. It was impossible for me, so I looked sporadically.

As I entered the center, I smiled at the collection of rocks and stones and hearts that have been left there. I didn’t bring my collection of things to leave today, but I enjoyed the collection that was left there.

And then I remembered a post by a fellow labyrinth lover just the other day. He had found a handwritten anonymous poem at the center of the labyrinth that I recently walked in Rome GA. He posted a picture of it and has since referred to it as the poem by “The Lady of the Labyrinth.” Here it is:

“Love lead me on a journey today.

I met peace along the way and was

greeted by patience & understanding.

I stopped to take in mother earth’s

beauty, as I exhaled, a breeze of

humility and forgiveness welcomed me.

I reached the center and was

overwhelmed with gratitude. I gently

whispered, THANK YOU!”

I have had some very serious conversations with some very special friends recently. It is time for me to make some big decisions in my life. And I guess that is one of the reasons I came here today.

As I walked out, I tried to find a memorial stone that fit my day, and this is it…

“Do everything with a mind that lets go” – Achann Chah

As I rewound Albert’s tether, I noticed that there was wasp nest on the underside of the bench. And dammit, one of boogers got me. I haven’t been stung in quite a while, and I had forgotten how much it hurts…

And a good quote for today:

”In the turmoil of life without, and black despair within, it is always possible to turn aside and wait on God. Just as at the center of a hurricane there is stillness, and above the clouds a clear sky, so it is possible to make a little clearing in the jungle of our human will for a rendezvous with God. He will always turn up, though in what guise and in what circumstances cannot be foreseen – perhaps trailing clouds of glory, perhaps as a beggar; in the purity of the desert or in the squalor of London’s Soho or New York’s Times Square.”- Malcolm Muggeridge

Source: Confessions of a Twentieth Century Pilgrim


And here’s a recommendation for Curate … never been, but I’ve heard it’s good. /appalachian-food.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share


9.11.19 … “The labyrinth journey is open to many meanings in our life with God. It is one prayer path with and to God.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, The Oratory – Rock Hill SC:

I went to Rock Hill to drop off some needlepoint ornaments that my daughter had completed and needed finishing. I just like the shop down there so I made a little trip of it.

And I actually asked in the shop if they could paint a needlepoint canvas of the Chartres labyrinth, something I would very much like to do. And I introduced two people two labyrinths.

And then I drove to The Oratory. I did a little research … very interesting:

“The Rock Hill Oratory, founded in 1934, is a part of a worldwide federation of 60 independent houses. It is the oldest and largest house in the United States. Founded by St. Philip Neri in Rome, members of the Oratory are bound not by vows, but by bonds of love. The community remains deliberately small to encourage interpersonal relationships. Governed democratically, the entire community shares in making major decisions with all members having equal rights and responsibilities.”

Source: History – The Rock Hill Oratory,


As I walked, as soon as I put my foot on the labyrinth, I heard the crunch, crunch crunch… I had forgotten that this was a crunchy one. I got over it. It was very hot, and I was very inappropriately dressed in my black “uniform.” I have been craving fall, and so, when I dressed this morning, I threw it on forgetting that it would probably be 95° today in North and South Carolina.

I also had forgotten that this labyrinth had installed stations of the cross. There are 14? It makes for an interesting distraction as I walk. I also loved that I saw the backside of Jesus as I walked.

And there was a worker weed eating as I walked. I now know that just part of it.

And I though about 9/11 …

I found this info on The Oratory’s website: this labyrinth:

“In some cultures, the circling pathway simulates the movement of planets in the solar system. The spiritual journey is the main focus of the Labyrinth experience. Walking and resting simulate the believer’s movement through life. In Medieval times, Christians who wanted to journey to the Holy Land would approximate that pilgrimage in a local labyrinth walk and with Bible stories as a guide. Some believers pray the labyrinth journey to become clear on the direction for life and walk with a prayer phrase such as the mantra, “Show me the way, I will follow.” This may lead to surrendering and allowing the Spirit to lead the way. Many labyrinth instructors recommend the traditional three-step method of the early Middle Ages: purgation, illumination, and union. Purgation is the journey to the center in which we let go of tensions, barriers, and spiritual blocks. At the center, meditiation, full communication with the divine, brings illumination and insight. Finally, union is the application and the living of the spiritual light as we return to everyday life. The labyrinth journey is open to many meanings in our life with God. It is one prayer path with and to God.”

And this is a great general resource:

“Our bodies are a key part of our traditional Anglican prayer and worship – we kneel, stand or walk in procession. We also often use spiritual tools to aid our prayer, worship and meditation, such as icons, religious paintings and vigils. Praying whilst walking a labyrinth is just another spiritual tool to quieten our minds and open our hearts to the divine. The labyrinth provides a safe path, a time away from the ‘busy-ness’ of our daily lives to renew our connectedness with God. Walking the labyrinth is a metaphor of our own spiritual pilgrimage and life journey. The one path winds its way towards the centre – walking with and towards the Divine – a pilgrimage in miniature reflecting the twists and turns in life’s journey.”

Vanessa Gamack, Anglican Schools Commission’s Education and Mission Advisor, elaborates on the spiritual benefits of labyrinth mediation and how this unique ministry can be used to help connect people who are not ‘churched’:

“I love promoting labyrinth spirituality – particularly within our schools. Within the Church, and within our schools, we sometimes struggle to find common ground with those who are not regular worshippers. We often can’t seem to find something that is non-threatening, attractive to seekers yet meets everyone ‘where they are’. Yet, labyrinths do just this…everyone is seeking for a little more space in their lives away from all the rush and hustle and bustle. You don’t need to sign onto any doctrine nor make any commitment ‘upfront’…simply just provide the opportunity and let them walk and take time to be alone with God. The Holy Spirit does the ‘heavy lifting’. I see the labyrinth as a ‘bridge’ for our Diocese to engage with those seekers outside the church…and provide a welcoming, hospitable and safe place for all to explore, go deeper and grow closer to Jesus.”

Source: Labyrinths: ancient practice, Anglican renaissance,

Labyrinths: ancient practice, Anglican renaissance



9.6.19 … “make us people always attentive to the winds that are blowing in other people’s lives. amen.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, Avondale Presbyterian Church – Charlotte NC, 2019 Labyrinth Walks:

A storm is brewing … Dorian is on her way. The world has been watching her for over a week.

And here in Charlotte today there was a weather change. It was gusty and balmy. The chimes were clanging. The wind and the birds were chirping.

Although it’s still summer, today felt like fall. The colors were muted and brown. Weeds were making one last push for dominance.

As I walked, I talked with my son … allergies this year … Denver … the mountains … lots of construction …

Back to Dorian … Maren always fashions words I appreciate:

God, you speak from the siren

of first responders

and not the whirlwind.

You comfort mourners in the Bahamas

and those who sift through loss

of home and business

after the storm stayed and stayed

over the islands

and you have waited

on the worried mainland

through the vigil of trajectories.

Give to the stranded — patience,

to caregivers – stamina,

to those who choose to stay

with their small animals,

common sense

and bars on their phones.

Along the seaboard storm path,

give wisdom to governors,

energy to emergency room workers,

guidance to school superintendents,

judgment to those

who deploy line workers.

And turn neighbors

into good watchers and kind friends,

while strong bands and eye-walls

are passing by,

and, having learned

to notice and to care in these days,

make us people always attentive

to the winds that are blowing

in other people’s lives.


Source: In the Days of Hurricane Dorian | Gifts in Open Hands,

Yes, make us people always attentive to the winds that are blowing in other people’s lives. amen.



9.4.19 … “gratitude transforms the torment of memory into silent joy”

Today would have been my father’s 92nd birthday.

I am grateful for him everyday.

“Furthermore, the more beautiful and full the remembrances, the more difficult the separation. But gratitude transforms the torment of memory into silent joy. One bears what was lovely in the past not as a thorn, but as a precious gift deep within, a hidden treasure of which one can always be certain.” ~Dietrich Bonhoeffer



9.4.19 … “Everything about the labyrinth folds back upon itself. That is the secret.” – Tom Schulz

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, Almetto Howey Alexander Labyrinth @ McCrorey YMCA – Charlotte NC, Tom Schulz, John Schulz:

I met Tom’s brother John in Rome several weeks ago and began following him on social media. Today John posted about his brother’s work in Charlotte:

September 4, 2019

Labyrinth painting by Tom Schulz

“The labyrinth journey begins in the center…..not at the entry.

The center is not the goal, it is the point of beginning.”—Tom Schulz, Artist

I guess Tom knows more about labyrinths than anyone I ever met. He has studied the concept for many years. Tom has constructed a number of labyrinths using stained concrete as his medium. His designs are based on that of the famous labyrinth at Chartres Cathedral in France. Walking the labyrinth is a meditational experience.

Tom says, “Everything about the labyrinth folds back upon itself.

That is the secret.”

The painting of Tom’s hangs in our living room. The living room folds back on itself as the experiences and memories grow and intertwine.

“Do you remember when Uncle Herman (Bless his soul) told the story about the Alabama boys and the watermelon truck?”

And here’s is a bit more about the labyrinth pictured:

In 2009, Artist Tom Schulz prepared a proposal for the labyrinth. He designed a specific labyrinth that, while based on the conventional eleven-circuit pattern, speaks to the ancient African origins of the labyrinth. His studies and to-scale painting interpret aspects of Almetto Howey Alexander’s life journey through personalized symbolism, imagery and color.

Source: The Labyrinth — Almetto Howey Alexander Labyrinth,


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