Archive for March 21st, 2020


3.21.20 … “You’ve got to know when to hold ’em Know when to fold ’em Know when to walk away And know when to run…”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Lenten Labyrinth Walks (24/40), 2020 Lenten Lists, St. Stephen UMC-Charlotte NC, kith/kin:

So right as I pulled up, I received a telephone call from Jack, and I can’t turn down the opportunity to talk to with one of my children. He’s currently working on a zip line project with a company out of Colorado, but the project is in Illinois, and Illinois is shutting down all non-essential businesses. They are waiting to find out if the construction project will be shut down. In all likelihood the answer is yes. So what happens going forward? Will he return to Denver in the short term? Will he be able to guide in Alaska this summer? Work in the gig economy is uncertain.

I sat down on the lovely bench and finished my conversation with Jack before walking. He asked me if the trees had greened out yet. I looked around and, yes, even some oaks are leafing out. I just noticed yesterday that more and more are, and when he asked, I looked up l, and yes, even oaks are leafing out.

I told Jack where I was, and I think he gets me, because he told me to go ahead and do my walk. I have nice children.

It was warm and sunny again today, probably in the low 80s. This newer labyrinth is a modified Chartres, seven circuit, and it has a slight crunch crunch crunch…The birds were chirping. The birds are really giving me my money’s worth today. I looked up in the newly leafed out trees and saw four or five birds, and also a few nests up there. These were quite large. Are they squirrel nests?

I often take a selfie at the center, of my feet and of the sky. I swear there was a cloud that looked just like a dog sitting…Do you see the dog?

And today at approximately the time I was walking my nephew Zack got engaged to Kate!!! Woot, woot. The Lindsey clan is excited!!

And I’ll close with a new Labyrinth Blessing …

Namastay …


And Kenny Rodgers, RIP …

And when he finished speakin’

He turned back toward the window

Crushed out his cigarette

And faded off to sleep

And somewhere in the darkness

The gambler he broke even

But in his final words

I found an ace that I could keep

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em

Know when to fold ’em

Know when to walk away

And know when to run

You never count your money

When you’re sittin’ at the table

There’ll be time enough for countin’

When the dealin’s done

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