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11.26.20 … “Here, I guess, since this is where I am.”

Thanksgiving, 2020 Virtual Peachtree Road Race, Walk and Talk, “Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, The Cathedral of St. Philip-Atlanta GA:

My sister has been training for the Peachtree Road race that was canceled last summer because of the pandemic and rescheduled for today, but virtual. She had mapped out a course in Buckhead. I had planned to train, but got waylaid. So we decided to do it as a walk. And at the last minute, our brother joined us.

We started at the Cathedral and headed down Andrews past my great aunt Ann Scott and great uncle Johnny Mauldin’s house. We had many memories there, but none associated with Thanksgiving since we were always in middle Georgia at my grandparents in Pineview.

From Andrews we turned left onto Cherokee and then left on Vernon. None of us had friends on the street growing up, but I have a friend now Catherine Wilmer whose his mother lives on Vernon. And I remember that a few years ago when her neighbor’s house burned down. It was a Neel Reid and the owners had the original plans and rebuilt it from those plans. That’s interesting to me.

duchess fare: Neel Reid Restored,

From there we headed down Rivers Road after crossing West Wesley. I told them the story that I had learned about 20 years ago about the Carters. Colquitt “Skip” Carter had been my great uncle Charles Harman’s best friend in Atlanta and at Georgia. I knew a story that my brother and sister did not know.

Edward told us a few stories from the campaign trail when he ran for the state legislature. He knocked on almost every door in the house district and during our walk we heard several funny stories from those campaigning days.

From Rivers Road we turned onto Peachtree Battle. My parents had several friends that lived on Peachtree Battle including the Mellens and the Georges.

The intersection of Habersham end Peachtree Battle is also where my fathers aorta ruptured, so we shared a few laughs about dad.

And as we passed by one house that I had visited frequently because a childhood friend Charlotte Smith lived there, we commented on the many stories about the house. It is a very interesting house fascinating to an elementary age kid … Art Deco, not many of those in Buckhead, but even more interesting to me it had big institutional size refrigerators. Very different from anything else in Atlanta. It was only later that I heard “the stories.”

“Evans built the art-deco home at 306 Peachtree Battle Ave. in 1935. It has bold geometric shapes, with a limestone exterior and imprints of Egyptian motifs. Evans also built the brick house across the street on the corner of Dellwood Drive in 1929. The rumor has always been that because Evans built both houses, a buried passage joined them.

Both of the homes do have secret rooms. One had an office off the back of the house with a secret compartment, which held a large iron safe. 306 Peachtree Battle had several secret rooms as well, one with a hidden bar. That is interesting because the Klan supported prohibition.”

Source: Time to put the KKK tunnel rumors to rest | Opinion |,

Continuing on Peachtree battle Avenue, we said hello to the childhood home of Jeff and Sally Sharp and mom as we passed Dellwood.

We then discussed the value of pilgrimage walks. I have done 100 K on the Camino de Santiago. We all three have a love of history, and we all think that would be something really fun to do in retirement. Edward had heard the story of three widowed ladies who now travel and do these walks. Hadrian’s Wall intrigued us all. Did you know that you can do many of these historic pilgrimages virtually? My sister has completed and logged 800 km in and around Atlanta and has completed a virtual Camino de Santiago. Pretty cool.

As we continued along Peachtree Battle, we realized that we were getting close to the construction zone that has Northside Drive closed down. We decided we’d go that way despite the road closing signs. And then we had to clamber through the construction zone. But our goal was to enter the new belt line section and we did.

The beltline is really a wonderful addition to the Atlanta’s park system. The section along Woodward Way next to Bobby Jones golf course is one of the few sections on the north side of town currently. And it was really fun to walk along. They were Thanksgiving day golfers on Bobby Jones golf course. And the creek, Peachtree Creek, was very high from all the rain. It was at this stage of our walk that we saw many other walkers, runners and families out for a holiday stroll. Have I mentioned that it was sunny and 75°?

We decided to take the bridge over to the Colonial Homes area. That is very old apartment complex. We laughed that they now call it CoHo!

We then started talking about houses Edward and Elizabeth almost bought 30 years ago, one near Colonial Homes and another on Greystone off of Collier.

Next we headed up to Peachtree Road. We were reminded about the BP station that is no longer there where Randy the mechanic found and kept our dog Bo safe for several days when he had gotten lost. Randy became “our” mechanic for the next 30 years, we even followed him when he moved to a station over on Piedmont Road.

And that story led to Edward telling a story of his being in court one day when his assistant got a note to him that his mother had an emergency. He got the judge to let him leave court a few minutes to call his mother only to find out the emergency was whether she should buy tires that Randy recommended. He just laughed and said, “Mom, we trust Randy.” He then had to return to court. The judge teased him for many years about the importance of calling your mom back when she has an “emergency.”

Next stop was a visit in front by of the Marsden antique store. The Marsdens were my parents lifelong friends. And their children are our lifelong friends. Special people.

And then across Peachtree Creek, past the elementary school that we all attended, E. Rivers school. It’s a huge modern school now, but the one we went to was considered state of the art in the 60s.

Oh, and the beautiful huge ginkgo trees We stopped for pictures there. Interesting there is a stone Memorial marker right under the trees. I guess I had never read it and always assumed it was just a Civil War marker. But it actually commemorates all who have fought up to and including those who fought in World War I.

From there we headed up the Peachtree Road and then down Lindburg cutting into the area near the Duck Pond. We all love the duck pond. My parents took us as children to feed the ducks, which is no longer a thing, actually prohibited, and we all took our children to see the ducks. Both my sister and I would love nothing better than to have a house on the Duck Pond like one of our parents best friends Mrs. Duffy. We did laugh that my sister was bitten by a duck as a child and maybe all her life troubles can be attributed to PTDS… post traumatic duck syndrome.

We then circled up and around on Brookwood, East Wesley and by the Garden Hills swimming pool.

From there we went around, and all of a sudden we were right next to secret secret walkway that goes to Garden Hills Elementary. We ventured on the path and Mary-Stewart reminded us that she actually had gone to Garden Hills for first and second grade. And that is where the family story came from where the teacher talked about Mary Stewart always asking questions, as if that was a problem, and to which my mother always thought that’s what she was supposed to do.

And then we circled back up to Peachtree Street, and into the parking lot at the Cathedral. Mary Stewart‘s husband Gary was waiting for us with some bottled waters.

I ventured over to the labyrinth and took my Thanksgiving day walk. As I walked I thought about this Barbara Brown Taylor quote:

“”Most of us spend so much time thinking about where we have been or where we are supposed to be going that we have a hard time recognizing where we actually are. When someone asks us where we want to be in our lives, the last thing that occurs to us is to look down at our feet and say, “Here, I guess, since this is where I am.” (Barbara Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World, 56.)

Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking -and Blessings to you this Thanksgiving 2020


And a few signs along the way …


11.19.20 … “Human beings are more alike than unalike, and what is true anywhere is true everywhere … “

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Eastminster Presbyterian Church – Marietta GA:

As I drove into the parking lot, the first thing I noticed was a new gate… I hope they are not blocking the general public from the labyrinth. Thankfully, there was no lock on the gate.

There is a preschool program at this church, and the children were out playing. Before I walked, I asked permission if I could walk. The teacher seemed confused, but gave me permission. I told her I would wear my mask.

For the first time, I noticed a row of tricycles at the edge of the labyrinth. That made me smile.

The children were boisterous. And one child in particular, Elizabeth, was being reprimanded repeatedly. I think I like Elizabeth. As I began the walk, I noticed and felt the shadow of the angel on the labyrinth. That, too, made me smile.

There is a Jack in the class as well. “Be careful, Jack.” I think Jack and Elizabeth are two cohorts in crime.

I noticed a new information box. I took their flyer out. I may take it with me. I hope they do not mind.

As I mentioned a few weeks ago at the labyrinth in Charlotte across from the private school, it was so refreshing to see children on the playground. I felt this way again as most of the country is moving back into more restrictive lockdowns.

Since I am battling these restrictions with my mom in a long-term care facility, I don’t know what I think about this. But I certainly do believe that for those on either end of the spectrum, as long as we can have in person contact, it is better for mental health and development

Poor, Elizabeth. She has had her name called three more times. Mary Kate and Alessandra also seem to be troublemakers.

“Human beings are more alike than unalike, and what is true anywhere is true everywhere, yet I encourage travel to as many destinations as possible for the sake of education as well as pleasure….by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try to understand each other, we may even become friends.”

— Maya Angelou, Wouldn’t Take Nothing for My Journey Now

Blessings from the path …



11.16.20 … “The aggregate of our joy and suffering … on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”

Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Unity North Atlanta-Marietta GA:

In an area no bigger than 160 ft.², I walk. And each time I walk I noticed different things. Today I noticed a big block of pink quartz at the entrance. I am going to have to go back and look and see if this huge block was there before. I smiled at the green man Green man painted on the concrete wall. I noticed, again, the Karen at the center with the steel plaque, the angel statues spotting spying on me as I walked in as I exited, I open the little free library, on in there, on her/his back was a little angel. And a new brochure.

I ran across this in FB Memories from 2016 from On Being’s weekly newsletter, “The Pause,” I found this interesting …

“That’s home. That’s us,” Sagan famously wrote. “On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering … on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.” This is what Maria Popova calls taking a “telescopic perspective” on our world — contextualizing our lives and histories not in the span of days or years or even generations, but across geological epochs and cosmic space. Examining meaning at such a distance allows us to ask different questions of ourselves — not, “What matters to me?” but instead: What does it mean to matter? And what must we choose to care for when life is both so precious and so lonely an experience in the universe?

Be still and know that I am …



11.12.20 … Torrential rains… Ginkgo leaf drop…

Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Avondale Presbyterian Church-Charlotte NC:

There was torrential rain today in Charlotte. And for quite a while, I waited in the parking lot for it end. I read and I did a few puzzles.

I knew that this would be a quick walk. I had many things to do today, including attending electronically the funeral of the father of a good friend. So both because of the weather and because of my schedule, this was going to be a very quick walk … and of course I walked out in the torrential rain this morning with the wrong shoes.

Despite the date, November 12, it was very warm, probably close to 70°.Oddly, the first thing I heard was reggae music. The music came from the construction site in a yard adjacent to the sacred garden. So between the wet weather, the warm weather, and the reggae music, everything made for a very unusual walk.

About halfway through the walk, I heard a massive clap of thunder. I’m not sure that this walk couldn’t be any stranger with the odd mixture of thunder, saws and reggae music. Oh, and add a few birds screaming.

I am still devastated by the loss of so many trees in the sacred garden. First it was the large oak that centered the garden and then the double row of dogwood trees as you entered. I look forward to how it is renewed in the coming months. Always hopeful.

So what am I grateful for today? Hope, Community, and the awe inspiring experiences of nature. And umbrellas… I prefer red ones.

Singing in the rain…


And afterwords, I drove by the ginkgo tree at Carmel Presbyterian near my house. And damn, I missed the leaf

drop. That is one of my favorite fall events. Next year…


11.10.20 … Buen Camino …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Myers Park Baptist Church – Charlotte NC:

I do love fall.

I almost missed these camellias in bloom. What a treat!

As i hopped out of my car, all I heard was landscaping equipment, blowers, mulchers, etc.

When I left home, it was drizzling, but now, it has turned out to be a sunny, to be lovely. I’m not quite sure why, but I thought it was going to be rainy for the next few days. It is absolutely gorgeous and 75°. So I first noticed the light playing on the yellow and brown oak leaves with a little bit of green mixed in. They were very few clouds in the sky. And I noticed my long shadow.

Earlier today, I finished up my class with my Tuesday group at my church where we have been discovering discussing Teresa of Avila and The Interior Castle. I have to admit that I spent most of the weeks discussing her work in total confusion. But I did learn a lot from listening to others about spirituality and prayer. I think I will have to put that into play. And reread the book in a year or so.

Tonight I’m rewatching the movie the Way.

‘Take to the highway won’t you lend me your name

Your way and my way seem to be one and the same” …

Buen Camino



11.9.20 … Let’s celebrate Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, Sardis Baptist Church, 2020 Labyrinth Walks:

As I opened my car door, I immediately heard birds, tons of birds … I couldn’t see them, but I could hear them.

Oh, and then I saw them. I don’t know why they landed in these bright yellow and brown trees this morning.

It was almost mid day and close to 75°, quite warm for November 9. I woke up to the news this morning that there is a potential vaccine for the coronavirus created by Pfizer, and that it in testing has a 90% effective rate. That is phenomenal. The the pre-market DOW was was up 1600 points or almost 6%. And the market did open up. Currently it is up 1200.

This is the first time that I have walked in quite a while. I don’t know why, I repeatedly intended to walk. But I haven’t been sleeping well which actually should encourage me to walk, but I just haven’t been into it. But today I decided I would start with my gratitude journal/gratitude walks.

So these are my gratitude journal entries for today: birds singing, scientists that seek cures and heal in the interim, family that supports and loves.

This labyrinth is across the street from a large private school, and there were children on the playground. I had not realized that I hadn’t seen children playing on playgrounds in a long time.

The other news is the election. Well, the media believes that the election has been won and Biden and Harris have been declared the president-elect and vice president-elect. I am relieved. But I am also encouraged because so many Americans voted. More Americans voted in this election than any other election. I hope that shows that people ultimately believe in the system. I hate it that one side, the losing side, believes that the system is rigged. I hope that proves wrong and that our new president, our new government, will guide us to to healing. I believe that there is middleground on many of these issues and that middle ground focuses on not what our rights are, but how we pay for it. What is our best economic and political system and how is it going to be arranged so as to uphold our fundamental rights and beliefs. I think we need to look back at the Declaration of Independence, “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” And realize that they even that needs to be modified and reinterpreted to include ALL people. I can’t be an Originalist on that one.

So let’s hope both sides can come to a common understanding and move from there.

Let’s celebrate Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. Maybe that’s what the birds were singing about.



10.8.20 … it’s a brave new world …

Driving Mama Lindsey

It’s a brave new world … last week Lenbrook began allowing visits. They have an area set up in the parking lot. We can go online and schedule a visit, each visit is 1/2 hour long.

When I entered Lenbrook, they took my temperature, and asked the typical screening questions for Covid. My mom has had two visits prior to today, a birthday visit by extended family on 10.1.20 and a visit with my sister earlier this week, and now my visit today.

I pulled in and there were three tents set up on the P1 level of the parking lot. Each tent had lights strung around the ceiling and a folding table with six chairs. Mom was not there yet when I arrived. I laughed to myself because I thought next time I come I’ll bring a candelabra and some flowers like we do at the steeplechase.

Mom was a few minutes late and it was disorienting to her. But she was excited to see me. I read her the birthday cards that I had brought. We talked about what everyone has been doing: my husband, my kids, my sister and her family, and my brother and his family. I coated my hands in sanitizer and held her hands … and then my time is over. We shared a little of the strange new world we are living in.

I took a few selfies and then she was whisked away. I promised to return in a few weeks.

Afterwards, a dove around North Atlanta for a bit and picked up a few Henri’s sandwiches for my weekend trip to the beach. I would love to take my mom to the beach one more time. But I have to except that this time is a blessing during a pandemic

And I found a tootsie roll pop Indian. I’m in need of some good luck. I had to eat 3 to find one.

Hug your loved ones, take some selfies…



10.1.20 … “Ye cannot rival for one hour October’s bright blue weather”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Avondale Presbyterian Church-Charlotte NC:

I have not “walk”walked in a few weeks. But I have “finger” walked. One of the few positives of the pandemic quarantine is the free facilitated finger labyrinth walks hosted by Verititas. I should have written them up as walks. They started in April and will continue through the end of the year. They have been a nice way to spend my late Friday afternoons. And an added bonus is that many weeks I have walked with my labyrinth loving friend Toni.

But today is a perfect day. It is October 1 and my mother’s birthday. This year she is 94. I am supposed to be in Atlanta celebrating. But there was an accident last night by a family member and although there were no serious injuries, it has been very necessary for me to stay here and make sure that all is fine.

I walked into the Sacred Garden and the dogwoods were gone. That broke my heart. Not only is the huge oak tree that was here for the many years gone, but the now the dogwoods are gone. I felt like I was walking into a wasteland. I wasn’t expecting that. But it sealed my mood. And then I also noticed that the plantings near the labyrinth were burnt out. I just wasn’t expecting this oasis to be so burnt feeling.

When I entered the garden, there was someone walking the labyrinth. That is a rarity. So I went and sat on the bench in the crepe myrtle arbor and dictated for a few minutes.

As I mentioned today is October 1, my mother’s 94th birthday. I’m not sure why, but for many years October has been my favorite month. It is generally a glorious month. In the South, it is often still warm, hot even, but in the evening everything cools off and the sun is just not quite as demanding. We had a full moon, the harvest moon this week, so the night sky has been glorious as well.

My thoughts were all over the place. On Tuesday night, we had the first presidential debate, a train wreck, a shit show, I don’t know what to call it. I think it sealed the deal for many people that there may not be a good outcome with this election.

And now I will walk. The woman walking is doing a perimeter walk at the end. That reminds me that is always a good way to start and end a walk.

The woman who was walking when I arrived is dressed in a blue bohemian skirt. I always wonder why someone is walking. And then I look at myself and realize that I am wearing khakis, black shirt, and a Columbia vest, my Black and Tan uniform, but I have put on my blue shoes because that’s what I picked up and wore to the hospital last night. I wonder if she she wondered who I was and why I walk. and made certain assumptions based on my uniform.

Several weeks ago I met with a friend, an acquaintance, the mother of two friends of my boys. She is a intentional meditation practitioner. She walked me through a meditation session. I told her about my labyrinth walking. And I realized that my labyrinth walking is not that type of meditation. But I realized that that it could be.

So as I walked on the longer stretches, I tried to practice breathing and then I tried to extend it to the shorter stretches…

As I walked/meditated, I kept having to bat away the sound of the chimes. Usually I enjoy that immensely, but today it was a distraction. On my way out, I noticed that the fountain wasn’t running… I thought it had been running when I walked in. The mind plays tricks on me sometimes.

After I walked, I sat in my car and dictated. And then a friend knocked on my window. It was labyrinth loving friend Toni. It was meant to be!

On my drive back home, I saw two 10ish aged boys climbing over a fence… With the lives of kids so structured nowadays, you just don’t see kids playing outside, climbing fences, playing in streams, etc. That sight brought me joy.

Bill Wood who served as Senior Pastor at FPC posted this poem entitled “October’s Bright Blue Weather” by Helen Hunt Jackson. The first and the last stanza are as follows:

“O suns and skies and clouds of June

and flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour

October’s bright blue weather;

O suns and skies and flowers of June,

Count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year

October’s bright blue weather.”

That was my world today!



9.8.20 … “First, it is clear that the white seems much brighter against black and the black appears much darker set against the white.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Morning Star Lutheran Chapel – Matthews NC, Walk & Talk:

After first attending via zoom my regular Tuesday Morning Bible Study where we are studying Teresa of Avila, I picked up my friend Toni and we headed to one of our favorite labyrinths.

I was telling some friends about a website that generates nonsensical sentences. It’s called the gobbledygook generator.

Gobbledygook generator,

Well, when I am reading Teresa of Avila‘s book, “The Interior Castle,” I feel like she constructed gobbledygook.

“What do we gain by this shift in perspective? A couple of things. First, it is clear that the white seems much brighter against black and the black appears much darker set against the white. Also, when we turn away from our small selves and toward God, both our understanding and our will become more sublime and more inclined to embrace all that is good.… Remember how dark and noxious are the streams that flow from the soul in grave error? It’s a little bit like that. If we are perpetually stuck in our own acre of tribulation, our stream will never fly free from the mire of fear and faintheartedness.” Maybe it is just me.m but I have to read this stuff multiple times to understand and move on to the next paragraph. And of course I feel slightly embarrassed that I brought up the question of whether dogs have souls in the context of this lofty discussion.”

Back to our my walk … Since Toni is spearheading the creation of a labyrinth at her her church St. John’s Episcopal, she notices every detail. What jumped out at her today was the new lighting. There were seven small lamps. We have set a date to return it to review the lighting at night.

As we walked, we walked quietly until one of us would chime in. We discussed the beautiful chimes and how we enjoyed it when the wind stirred them to ring. We also completed our update on our children and her grands. I noted that Jack had called from Alaska where he says they are well into fall. Although it has turned cooler here there is more evidence of extreme heat than there is of the pending Fall. I laughed at myself because I am wearing white pants, breaking the rules, but probably for the last time until spring.

At the center, I looked up. In the 10 minutes that I have been walking, some darker clouds have moved in. Toni told me that we are expecting some significant rain over the next few days. It is amazing how the world can change in just a few minutes.

Toni and I also discussed the landscaping. I told her of this beautiful garden at the Clock Tower in Rome GA that blooms all year round… As time goes by… I am so glad I met Tom Schulz and learned of this garden.

As I walked out, I peaked at the fountain, and then I noticed that there was one blooming plant, a rose.

Hints of fall…



9.7.20 … eureka! …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2020 Labyrinth Walks, Daoist Traditions College of Chinese Medical Arts–Asheville NC, Eurisko Beer Co., Eureka!:

I am on my way out from another wonderful weekend at the Westervelt cabin. It was so delightful to experience an exceptionally cool early Fall weekend at the cabin.

But it is hot now as I am “down“ in Asheville.

As I walked up to the labyrinth, there were several laborers working on the grounds at the school. It is a Daoist school. And I don’t know why it struck me as funny, but both workers were Asian.

I came here for the first time about a month ago. And, although then the path had been etched into the grass, this time, I noticed that the stones had been essentially laid and now the finishing touches are all that is necessary for completion. I noticed in one spot on the initial walk in that there is a place where flowers can be installed. Interesting, but I did not see any other similar details.

At the center was a stake. For some unknown reason, my mind wanders to pictures that I saw from the early 1900s to probably the 60s of May Day celebrations. I can just see people dancing the patterns around the labyrinth…

On my way out, I looked for the stone that I claimed as my own. I am pretty sure that I found it. And this time I inserted a piece of mica that I found yesterday on the trail at Pantherstown. It will be fun to see if it is still there next time I visit. I know exactly where it is… 10 stones from _______.

After walking this labyrinth, I went to Eurisko Beer Co. to have a guided tour by the brewmaster Zac Harris, a longtime friend of both my sons.

“Eurisko is a taproom-focused brewery located on Asheville’s South Slope in downtown. We strive to make beers that reflect the standards of tradition while still allowing ourselves to play with modern processes. From West Coast IPAs, dry Belgian-style saisons, and traditional German styles all the way to big luscious imperial stouts, barleywines, and modern hop experiments, we try to cover as many bases as possible.”

Source: About | Eurisko Beer Company,

And the name “Eurisko” comes from the XFiles and happens to mean Eureka/I discover …

Here is the story: ♫ GUEST: Zac Harris, Eurisko Beer Company,

And I enjoyed the artwork …


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