Posts Tagged ‘grief

23
Nov
18

11.23.18 … “For in grief nothing ‘stays put.’ Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral?” – C.S. Lewis

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2018 Labyrinth Walks, Davidson College Labyrinth and Peace Garden @ Hobart Park – Davidson NC:

Today is Black Friday. I had no interest in real shopping or cyber shopping. I made my favorite breakfast and read the paper. I did the sudoku puzzle and read a book.

And then I dragged Albert to Davidson to walk its labyrinth.

As I entered the town I noticed the yellow ribbons everywhere. Patrick Braxton-Andrew, one of Davidson’s own, was killed October 28 in Mexico. He grew up here, he went to college here, and he taught and lived here as adult. The drug cartel thought he was a DEA agent. My heart aches for his family. I did not know him, but I pray for peace for his family, his friends and his many communities. Here are some links:

https://account.charlotteobserver.com/static/paywall/stop?resume=221943630

https://www.facebook.com/385867481951919/posts/393204457884888/

And then I smiled. As I turned onto Main Street I saw the trees aglow with color. I had to pinch myself. I sometimes think it really can’t be as beautiful as a I remember it. Today it was.

The labyrinth walk was quick. I heard the rustling leaves and enjoyed the zen fountain which I am sure will be turned off soon. I don’t think Albert much liked the walk …

But all in all a nice day to enjoy the labyrinth.

And here is a quote I found on grief and the labyrinth. It was posted by Matthew McEwen at Chartres Cathedral Labyrinth Public Group | FacebookFacebook › groups › Chartres-Cathedral-… on November 16, 2018.

I am taking a course on grief, and discovered that there are a number of counselors who use a labyrinth in their practice. I attended this event by Oasis (York Region, Ontario, Canada).

I also recently finished reading “A Grief Observed” by C.S. Lewis. Here’s a comment from that book that links his experience with grief & labyrinths: “Tonight all the hells of young grief have opened up again; the mad words, the bitter resentment, the fluttering in the stomach, the nightmare unreality, the wallowed-in tears. For in grief nothing ‘stays put.’ Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral?”

Happy Thanksgiving to all …

11.23.18




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