Archive for March 9th, 2020


3.9.20 … “There are places I’ll remember All my life, though some have changed Some forever, not for better Some have gone, and some remain “

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Lenten Labyrinth Walks (14/40), 2020 Labyrinth Walks, 2020 Lenten Lists, Wedgewood Church-Charlotte NC, Daylight Savings Time:

I tried to walk a lovely private labyrinth here in Charlotte today, but the owner said the paths were not delineated. I will try her later in the year because her labyrinths, she has 2, are favorites of mine.

I made the decision to walk Wedgwood. It is a crunch, crunch, crunch labyrinth. As I approached, I was again taken aback by the huge electrical lines that run nearby and actually sit in someone’s front yard. It’s very bizarre.

But on the church lawn are several lovely old oak trees and a forsythia bush.

As soon as I had made up my mind to take the crunch, crunch, crunch in stride, I started my walk.

If you didn’t know it, daylight saving time started yesterday. I get the extra hour in the evening. I feel like the day lasts forever. Last night was also one of those days it appeared to go on forever. So finally at midnight I took something to help me sleep. I woke up at 8 AM… An hour and a half later than my usual wake up time. And I have worked all day today, diligently, in major downsizing mode. I have 10 boxes out on the street and six bags for bulky item pick up, a real taxpayer privilege here in Charlotte. Tomorrow I will go to a self service recycling site because my bin is full and I don’t get recycling pick up til next week.

It was a little after six tonight when I walked. Charlotte was still in major afternoon traffic mode at 6. And this labyrinth sits on the corner of Tyvola and Wedgewood. It was a very busy place.

This is another large scale Chartres labyrinth,and so between having to be very careful with my foot placements in the gravel and the oversize, I did not get the meditative quality that I was seeking.

Nonetheless, a labyrinth is a labyrinth, and this one has a nice feel with the sun setting on me.

At the center I repeated the 23rd Psalm, not something I think I’ve ever done…

Psalm 23

A psalm of David.


The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.


He makes me lie down in green pastures,

he leads me beside quiet waters,


he refreshes my soul.

He guides me along the right paths

for his name’s sake.


Even though I walk

through the darkest valley,[a]

I will fear no evil,

for you are with me;

your rod and your staff,

they comfort me.


You prepare a table before me

in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil;

my cup overflows.


Surely your goodness and love will follow me

all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord


And then I recited Rudyard Kipling’s poem “If”:

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master,

If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)

I’m not quite sure about that one either. But that is where my mind went today.

When I finished, I walked the circumference of the labyrinth clockwise… I like the symbolism of re-entering in chronos time. And then I walked around the church. I like to know where I am.

And I’ll close with a little Beatles …

in my life

There are places I’ll remember

All my life, though some have changed

Some forever, not for better

Some have gone, and some remain

All these places had their moments

With lovers and friends, I still can recall

Some are dead, and some are living

In my life, I’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers

There is no one compares with you

And these memories lose their meaning

When I think of love as something new

Though I know I’ll never lose affection

For people and things that went before

I know I’ll often stop and…

Today’s list …

Public Art

1. Public Parks

2. Public sculpture

3. Graffiti

4. Architecturally significant design

5. Architectural adornment

6. Private installations publicly accessible

7. Advertisements that rise to the level of Art … neon sign for example!

8. Public performance art

9. Labyrinths


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