Morning sun pouring in. I did not sleep well last night. I woke up at 2:30 a.m. and struggled to get back to sleep. Sleep evaded me in all ways. I put on my earbuds and listened to a healing meditation...in the hopes I would eventually fall back to sleep. I did not. I had slept for five hours so I gave up trying to fall back to sleep and walked downstairs at 4:30 a.m. and started unloading the dishwasher, filling Rosie's water dish, and setting up the coffee to turn on later in the...

We enter gently the stone spiral. We walk in what is already whole. We leave more rooted and grounded than when we arrived. A place where the visible and the invisible meet. A few of my grandchildren laugh as they cross the first threshold light-footed, soft-hearted, and inviting me to follow them. They are excited to show me the mystery of the labyrinth and how it magically draws us inward. They know what I once knew as a child. A spiral is not unlike the feeling of love going in and out...

The earth remembers me. I am not becoming-- I am belonging. Today I walk the path. It is curved the way life curves without explanation. With the sun in my face, trees waking, water reflecting light back to the sky without effort. The earth is not something I visit or celebrate for one day only...She is a powerful loving force I belong to always in all ways. As I witness all of her glorious returning, green rising, branches broadening and softening, life is remembering itself every spring....