Today we ‘walked one at one” with a lovely bunch of people in Koekange, at the Struunpad in Drenthe, the Netherlands.
People I knew and new labyrinth walkers alike took to the path and circled the ways.
There was rain, hail, wind and sunshine. Most of us went barefooted.
I walked the labyrinth twice. First with a thought that entered my mind while I was walking. The second time I made a clear mantra with a good rhythm to walk a labyrinth on. In my mind the walk became a pleasant dance.
Carrot cake and mint tea awaited us after our journey inside our selves and out into the world again.
Our walks accomplished the bare footies rested in the centre.