Sixty

The most interesting thing about sixty, is sixties are interesting things. (Sorry, that just got stuck in my head, and I had to get it out. Stupid Tiggers.) Anyway, the most interesting thing about sixty is that we use it for something so crucial to us -- telling time. Very little in our lives is … Continue reading Sixty

Fifty-Nine

Slow down, you move too fast.Gotta make the morning lastJust kicking down the cobblestonesLooking for fun and feelin' groovy"59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)", Paul Simon I always forget that that song isn't just called "Feelin' Groovy." And now it's in my head, and probably in yours as well. You're welcome! When I was in … Continue reading Fifty-Nine

Unknown Paths: Another Afternoon of Labyrinths

This is the fifth part of a series about a trip I took to western New York, something of a pilgrimage, to find and walk labyrinths. If you missed them, click here for Part One, Part Two, Part Three, and Part Four. I walked four labyrinths on Saturday morning, and dealt with some questions about … Continue reading Unknown Paths: Another Afternoon of Labyrinths

Listening for Voices: Another Morning of Labyrinths

This is the fourth part of a series about a trip I took to western New York, something of a pilgrimage, to find and walk labyrinths. If you missed them, click here for Part One, Part Two, and Part Three. I woke up bright and early Saturday in my hotel room in Rochester, grabbed some … Continue reading Listening for Voices: Another Morning of Labyrinths

Hidden God, Fading Light: An Afternoon of Labyrinths

In my last blog post, I shared the four labyrinths I walked this morning in the Buffalo, New York region. In the afternoon, I walked another four. These four walks don't tell a cohesive story in the same way, but I'd still like to tell you about them. After a nice coffee break at Tim … Continue reading Hidden God, Fading Light: An Afternoon of Labyrinths

Timing is Everything: A Morning of Labyrinths

Today is the second day of a road trip I'm taking to western New York. I spent most of the day yesterday driving through the rain, and thinking about what I would be doing the rest of this trip. My goal is to find, and walk, labyrinths. By the end of yesterday, I knew that … Continue reading Timing is Everything: A Morning of Labyrinths

After the Storm

This morning I left my house, not knowing where I was going. All I knew was this: I was going to head north on a particular state highway, at least at first. I was probably going to drive all day. This was the first day of a several-day trip. One of the goals of this … Continue reading After the Storm