Take it from one amazed onlooker: it takes a lot of stones, each roughly hand-sized, to make a labyrinth where once stood a lawn of grass.
Last November I blogged about the portable cloth labyrinth that visited Keene State College. After the tranquil experience of treading that winding path, I read with interest this past weekend about the new stone labyrinth that had been installed (and then dedicated on September 11th) behind the First Baptist Church here in Keene. First Baptist already has a Peace Park on its quiet grounds, so laying stones for a winding walkway to heaven seems to make sense, the practice of stopping to walk a labyrinth being an intrinsically calming, peace-inducing activity.
Naturally, walking an outdoor labyrinth is quite different from pacing the polished floors of a college Student Center. The sun was setting last night when I took my quick trip to Jerusalem and back, and the crickets were calling, having already taken up residence in the sheltering stones that mark the labyrinth’s twisting walkway.
I’ve written before about the difference between labyrinths and mazes: whereas you can get lost in a maze, there’s only one (albeit wending) way to the center of a labyrinth. The message of a labyrinth is to persevere–take the next step–keep going even if the way seems long or confusing. You will get there, and back, safely, a labyrinth seems to reassure. Take care with this next step, and peace will follow all the rest.
It seemed very natural to walk a labyrinth marked with stones of varying shapes, sizes, and colors. Just as it takes all types of people to make the Kingdom of God, it takes all types of stones to mark the way there and back. Here in the Granite State, we have plenty of rocks…and hikers here are used to following cairns–piles of stone–to find their way over mountaintops.
In the grass behind the First Baptist Church here in Keene, it’s as if one of those cairns has come undone, unraveling its myriad stones like a clew unwound. Following a line of stone, you find at the end that peace is indeed in every step, underfoot.
Sep 13, 2005 at 6:38 am
hey! thats so cool. having read that last paragraph, i scrolled down to find that last photo…it actually sent a shiver down my spine. how beautiful.
In The Hostel in the Forest in Georgia, they had a labyrinth quite similar to this one, but being in a forest the paths were marked out with wood and bark instead of stones. We would often walk it, and contemplate all kinds of things.
Once again, gorgeous photos. thank you!
hope all is well in Keene, and the students aren’t too horrible!
take care
Rach
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Sep 13, 2005 at 7:42 am
This is wonderful! I used to have a large above ground pool–decidedly not my idea of a good time–and I thought that I might turn the 30 foot circle where it once was into a labyrinth. Then I got worried that I would always either be stepping across the lines and fussing…or else that I would feel intimidated by the thing…and so I went with a more traditional pie slice herb garden. But I have more space, and I really would like a labyrinth….food for thought….
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Sep 13, 2005 at 11:18 am
I’ve walked the labyrinth a number of times and have found it at first frustrating and then peaceful. There are straights and turns where you think to yourself “I may have this figured out.” or “Now I’m getting somewhere.” only to be frustrated in by a 90 degree turn that takes me away from the goal. I have to realize that I am not walking to the center but walking the path. I have to realize it’s not something I am going to conquer, but something I must surrender to. And in surrendering to the path, I find the peace.
It’s an excellent exercise for me.
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Sep 13, 2005 at 1:11 pm
What a lovely idea! You always have the most interesting pictures!! Thanks for sharing them!!
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Sep 13, 2005 at 7:01 pm
Dylan and our friend Melanie and I walked a corn maze. Whenever we came to a fork, we would take turns randomly choosing the direction. Throwing up a corn stalk and going where led, eenie meenie miney moe, just a hunch. We were through before anyone who started at the same time. It was a glorious autumn afternoon of pointless wandering that we all treasure.
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Sep 14, 2005 at 9:00 pm
Very interesting this post about labyrinth. This spirituality and mysteries remember me a book I like so much: “THE EARTH SPIRIT – Its Ways, Shrines and Mysteries”, by John Michell. (Thames and Hudson – London, 1975). Worth reading it.
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Sep 15, 2005 at 3:52 am
Beautiful pictures, I really like your blog. COme visit mine too. Great photos, really!
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Sep 16, 2005 at 3:12 pm
I love labyrinths, and got lucky enough to recently move to a neighborhood where the local church has one.
I haven’t walked it yet, but that’s partly because I have a canvas portable and a vinyl finger labyrinth I bought when I thought I’d never be near enough to easily walk one.
What a wonderful, centering, emotional experience my walks have been – even when I let my finger do the walking!
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Sep 16, 2005 at 4:43 pm
Lovely.
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Sep 17, 2005 at 10:07 am
wonderful
you have given me a good idea
i’d love to handpaint every rock 🙂
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Sep 17, 2005 at 11:48 pm
Thanks for sharing the pictures of the labrynth. I never knew that labrynths were different from mazes, or that the symbolism of each was so different!
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