Labyrinth Day 38

Port of Peninsula on the Willapa Bay, Nachotta.

Last day of summer. Nice making and walking a labyrinth in the sand again!  We’ve kept our small wooden boat, June, here at the Port for the last few weeks.  We pulled her out this evening, so I drew and walked a three-circuit labyrinth at the small beach near the Port.

Labyrinth Day 28

Leadbetter Point State Park

Two “firsts” today.  I made my first labyrinth at Leadbetter, a seven-circuit.  And while there, I made my first original-pattern labyrinth.  Nothing fancy, but original.

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Seven-circuit at Leadbetter Point

Working out an Original Pattern_a

Working out an Original Pattern_b

Working out an Original Pattern_c

Labyrinths at Leadbetter

Anne & Marilyn at Leadbetter

Labyrinth Day 22

Oysterville.  On the Willapa Bay. 

 First are shots of a seven circuit labyrinth drawn on concrete with an oyster shell.  Then I also made a modified seven-circuit labyrinth in sand and oyster shells on the beach at the bay.

Drawn with Oyster Shell on Concrete

Oyster Shell on Concrete

In Sand & Oyster Shells

Labyrinth Day 16

Oysterville.

I rushed through making this chalk labyrinth on Clark Street in Oysterville. Even though this is essentially a ghost town I had to step aside for four different cars to pass by when drawing it.  After making it, I walked it quickly, too quickly to feel settled and so I walked up the road to the beach to draw one there.  It was a sweet, soft evening on the bay.  I came across the faint imprint of the small labyrinth from Day 10.   

I made today’s labyrinth further up the way, and in the midst of drawing it in the sand and oyster shells I looked up to discover a hunter passing by me.  With a rifle.   We exchanged hellos as he walked quickly without any apparent interest in what I was doing.  Had he not been in such a hurry, (or maybe if he hadn’t been carrying a gun?) I’d have invited him to walk the labyrinth.  Thinking about it now, I wish I had invited him.  Instead, I watched him walk away past the sea farm.

I finished the labyrinth and took lots of time walking it.  On this day, with this particular labyrinth, the prayerfulness of making it and walking it merged for me.  The focus of this practice in preparing for the installation has been making a labyrinth.  Some of the labyrinths I’ve made can’t be walked. The prayer in making each labyrinth has varied a little each day but is always with intention related to the work of this project – an offering, an act of praise, an opening to Divine presence and guidance…..  The walking is a bonus, usually centering and calming.  This day while walking the labyrinth something stirred in me, deeply, especially as I stood in the center of the labyrinth where I stayed for along time.  Tenderness.  Awe.  Gratitude.  (I wasn’t shot by that hunter)   The experience, a kind of opening up in my heart, took me pleasantly by surprise.  Exactly how am I being affected by this labyrinth process and project?  In ways I hadn’t expected?   What am I expecting?  Can i put it into words?

Chalk Labyrinth on Clark Street in Oysterville

Leftover labyrinth from Day 10

The hunter who passed me with a rifle, yes, a rifle.

On the Willapa Bay in Oysterville

Labyrinth detail, oyster shells and sea glass

Me and my labyrinth. Haha!