A Path With Heart

Walking this heart path,
this mystery becoming,
all is new again.


I had the pleasure of working yesterday with the wonderful garden maintenance director, Forest Firestone (to our far right) from Becoming Independent and her crew in bringing the Sebastopol Santa Rosa Labyrinth back to life. This labyrinth was created as a memorial garden to the many teens whose lives had been lost, giving their peers and families a place to grieve, remember, and to celebrate life.

Fourteen years ago, it was my first public labyrinth installation. It is actually a miracle that it still exists, and only does so because of the dedication and work of the individuals and non-profit organizations who have cared for it over the years. But this one program is being dissolved and through a series of synchronicities I jumped in to help give it one last make over before this crew is no more.

The tall, beautiful young woman in the above haiku photo is the granddaughter of the woman on her right, our far left. Her father was only eighteen years old when he was killed in a car accident. His girlfriend, who was in the car with him, survived this tragedy to discover that she was pregnant with their child. I held this beautiful baby in my arms twenty-four years ago. Seeing her walk towards me to help uncover the labyrinth after all these years was such a joy.

There is still more work to be done, but by the mid-afternoon, the labyrinth had re-emerged and is now walkable. Like an old friend, it was a joy to see again. I hope if you are in the area, you will stop by to visit and take the time to walk it in celebration of life and in remembering those loved ones who are no longer with us.


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