Category Archives: Journals from meditation walks

Journals from past walks/hikes on trails, greenways and labyrinths

Greenway walk (Hinshaw and Pirates Cove greenways), Cary, NC 9/15/10

Blue swallowtail butterfly on a tree root (Umstead State Park, Raleigh, NC)This meditation walk took place about three months after being laid off from a non-profit job, when I was just starting part-time contract work as an in-home therapist, and wondering about my “divine right work.”  I was walking on two interconnected greenways near my home, and using hand weights to work my arm muscles in addition to my leg muscles.  My usual routine on greenways is to release/fill during the first stage of the walk (this is where I use the hand weights), hold the silence (or ask an open-ended question) during the second stage, and express gratitudes during the third stage.  Before the actual walk I set my intention, and afterwards I journaled.  During this walk, my release was “self doubt” and my fill was “faith.”

What did I notice about me, about the environment?  My body was strong, despite having fallen off my usual pattern of 2 to 3 meditation walks each week.  I was “restarting” once again – and since I walk the local greenway using hand weights, I felt satisfaction that I was able to increase the weight, even though my body was sore at the end.  I realized that I was still holding onto negative thoughts about the circumstances and people at the job I had been laid off from, and recognized that I needed to fully embrace the seemingly trite “let go and let God” as this was no longer mine to do.  These thoughts arise from time-to-time, but each time with less energy and shorter duration.  But, any time that they resurface, I remember that I need to fully trust that Spirit will handle it; that my thoughts and emotions no longer need to be hijacked; that I am free to fully let go.  I was feeling doubtful that my “divine right work” could come from multiple, different streams of working and non-working income (an idea that has great promise and excitement for me), as it kept getting swallowed up by the common worldview of having a full-time, work-for-someone-else job.  So, I mentally wrestled with my doubts (“not doable” … “stupid idea”).  I was so internally focused on this walk, that I missed much of the here and now that surrounded me.  My thoughts took center stage against the backdrop of a sunny day with crisp temperatures and a heart-soaring, Colorado-blue sky.

What top 3 things did I notice? And, what do I think they mean when viewed as symbols/metaphors?

1.  At the beginning of the walk was a blue swallowtail butterfly.  Then, at the end of the walk, there was another butterfly “leading me in” as if I was a jet and it was a ground crew member guiding me into an airport terminal gate.  It led me for the last two blocks of the walk – from where the trail ended, up the street and into the final cul-de-sac.

An amazing amount of transformation (metamorphosis) is taking place.  Keep the faith as you undergo this life transition!  Accept the changes in your life casually, lightly, playfully.  Natural flow trumps over trying to make it work (doing more, thinking more).  This is a time of transition – keep the faith, from beginning to end.

2. I spent the silence asking myself what I do well; what I should take out into the world.  As I was asking this two-part question, a fly landed on my right arm and I brushed it off. I chuckled as this reminded me of the horsefly story attributed to Abraham Lincoln, in reference to his oppositional cabinet members (Eric Butterworth, “Discover the Power within You,” page 88):

“Some years ago, I was passing a field where a farmer was trying to plow with a very old and decrepit horse.  I noticed on the flank of the animal a big horsefly, and I was about to brush it off when the farmer said ‘Don’t you bother that fly, Abe!  If it wasn’t for that fly this old hoss wouldn’t move an inch!”

I chuckled – my role is so clearly that of the horsefly getting others to move!  I am that pesky person who challenges others to change, to do things differently.  I am not one to settle for the status quo, or business as usual. 

3. At some nearby townhouses, construction was underway to repair rotted sheds and fences. As I walked by the townhouses, the entire side of a shed was removed and its contents (table lamps) were in full view.

It’s time to open-up and let my inner light (authentic self) shine out into the world; and, it’s time to release that (rotted wood) which no longer serves me.

What ideas arose during the walk? And, what action do I need to take?  I need to keep moving forward with ideas for multiple streams of income – to have faith that I can recreate my life differently than before.  All of the ideas that I have for these streams need to keep moving (flowing) forward, not through hard work, but through holding them in mind, and trusting that the needed people, places, and opportunities will arise to move them along.  I need to remember that one of my gifts is to challenge others to change, and helping them to do so, so this needs to be a theme song that plays in the background.

Labyrinth walk – Holy Trinity Episcopal Church, Greensboro, NC 11/14/09

photo of a journal used to record labyrinth walksLabyrinth walks, like other walks, can have special themes or specific questions that one asks.  During this walk, I focused on the question “what is the next step for my life?”  I walked the labyrinth with a group of people as part of a training session with Lauren Artress.  This was an 11-circuit Chartres design labyrinth; in the center is a six petal “rose” pattern which symbolizes the six stages of planetary evolution (from left to right as you enter the center – mineral, vegetable, animal, human, angelic, unknown).  For this walk, each petal had a chair to sit in and at the very center of the rose was a water fountain.  Everything that happens while walking has significance.

Waiting in line to start the labyrinth, I was two people behind a man with a t-shirt with writing on the back (COME → PASSION, COME → UNITY, COMPASSION COMMUNITY) and feeling anxious that I would have this visual distraction throughout my walk.  Before entering, I saw that the lunar circles that envelop the labyrinth were small circular dedications – more visual distraction!  I saw one plaque – Tyler Owen Johnston 4/3/06 – 4/3/06 – and realized that his life had been only a few short moments – he had not really lived.  And I thought – that’s it, I have not lived yet! – and this enveloped me in sadness.  I thought of people who die with their music still in them – music that had never been played for the world, for others.

I wanted to walk in bare feet, but the weather was borderline chilly so I decided not to (but thought of my most recent High Priestess tarot card and how she was so very naked).  The labyrinth was a bumpy paver stone surface (not as smooth as I would have wanted to go barefoot).  I chuckled at “paver” as in paving the way.  Moss covered many of the stones, and I thought how moss grows on objects that are stagnant, in the shade.  I started walking and asked my question.

As I encountered people I faced towards them in passing - I thought it was because of a conscious choice, then realized it was  most comfortable for me.  When passing people and on turns I found my legs walking in side-step as if on ice skates and elegantly gliding around objects or corners – it felt smooth and natural and right.

Halfway in I wondered if I had lost my path - stepping off the path for people headed out to pass and not picking up where I had left off – but that didn’t happen.  I was excited to see this when I reached the center.  A few steps before the center I thought, I want to sit in the “universal energy” (unknown) chair but my thoughts fired back “there will only be one chair open, and you need to sit in it.”

At the center only the first chair on the left (mineral – the simplest form of the six leaves) was open.  I chuckled - I wanted the highest/best and got the lowest/worst which said a lot for my ego’s frequent “being better than others” thinking.  Sitting there I thought of all of the visual distractions (t-shirt, plaques) and aural distractions (water fountain, music, leaf blower, siren, car alarm) and knew that this was it – getting people to shut these out of their lives for a period of time.  Halfway into the labyrinth, I was no longer conscious of these.  Sitting in the “stupid” chair I realized that to do what I needed in the world I had to keep it simple, stupid (KISS).  I remembered times I heard this from my staff.  In this context, stupid was okay – it meant simple.  My eyes filled with tears; my nose was running (just like my very first labyrinth walk).  I am not “clogged” on the labyrinth, in the presence of spirit.

On the way out, I realized if I tried to stay on the path by focusing on who was ahead of me that I would get tangled – they were constantly stepping off the path or cutting corners.  I saw one person walking barefoot – one step closer to communing with nature!  Two women wore long sweater coats with wonderful artsy designs – what wonderful style!  Several women wore clogs - my kind of comfortable, easy-going people!

I dont’ recall any physical discomforts while walking except on the way in my hands were cold so I had them in my sweatshirt pockets.  On the way out they were warm so I had them relaxed at my side.  About a third of the way out I realized my reading glasses were on my head (thinking!) and uncomfortable, so I took them off, chuckled, and put them in my pocket.  After leaving the labyrinth it was important for me to sit and journal where I could see the labyrinth while sitting fully in the sun.

Meditation walks are always rich with metaphors!