Rainer Maria Rilke: “If we surrendered to Earth’s intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees. Instead we entangle ourselves in knots of our own making and struggle, lonely and confused.”
I have only been practicing a spiritual life for 10 years. A novice indeed. In fact, the more I learn about who I am and life itself, the more I realize I know nothing. It’s like a journey of the labyrinth.
Unlike mazes, which are designed to confuse users, labyrinths consist of a single path that winds its way from the outside of the circle to the centre, and back out again. Each labyrinth like us, is unique and each has its own rhythm and path for us to learn from.
Following the circle of the labyrinth’s life journey, with it’s many twists and turns, I am never sure what may be around the bend, but during these times of uncertainty, I always look for the centre and learn to sit there in silence.
When I arrive at the centre of the labyrinth it always turns me inward and this is where I practice my stillness and listen to the truth. As I practice sitting there, imagining I am deeply rooted in the earth and in my ancestor’s wisdom, I remember who I am, and that I am never alone.
As I leave the centre, I feel stronger and rejuvenated for the journey ahead and as I breathe in deeply, I take another step along the path, trusting I have everything I need in this moment; trusting that I am loved, cared for and watched over; trusting that this is exactly where I need to be.
May you always find the centre of your labyrinth. Trust as you sit there, silent and still, you will hear the whispers of the wind and the wisdom of your hearts calling.