Together we are alone. Alone we are together.
While fussing about how to capture the feel of our recent Southwest Antiquities Tour, I took time to respond to an energy keepers’ prayer request. After, way led on to way and I found myself in a captivating labyrinth site. Labyrinths In Stone. Amazing.
Two labyrinths, created by the owners, I am familiar with and love simply for their energies and beauty. One at the Museum of International Folk Art in Santa Fe, NM, absorbs sun, reflects joy and resonates with sound from within.
The other at Harmony Farm in Tipp City, Ohio, is sublime in its natural setting – alone and yet a part of the Farm. Subtle humor surrounds the labyrinth and catches walkers unawares, lightening the mood.
All the while that I recently have felt “out there”, aimless and stalled, the unseen and unfelt connection with others has really kept me grounded. I didn’t know the creators of the labyrinths above, but have connected via email after the energy keepers prayer request through The Labyrinth Society.
Alone in our thoughts, we can perhaps share some aspects of a Spiritual experience as happened in the end of October at Nosduh Pyramid. A pause, a nod, a short walk arm in arm to a field with combines picking corn, careful studying of artifacts placed within the structure, gravitating to rocks, offering a gift, listening to stories of synchronicity.
I am reminded of seeing the Bolshoi in Moscow, Russia, dance The Nutcracker Suite and Monroe Colston’s, of Des Moines, IA, query to me. He always joked about my taking notes on our trip. “So, Marion, what do you have to say?” For once I was speechless and wordless. I never did write anything about the performance. To this day, I keep the warm memory of the exquisite music and dance close. Recalling moments each Christmas when I unpack the Babushka dolls.
So it is with my first experience a Nosduh Pyramid. Sublime. Indescribable.
Alone. Together. Apart. A part.