“A labyrinth is nothing if not paradoxical, which is why, I believe, the people in the labyrinth of our lives can feel so close to us in one way and yet so distant to us in another.”
I’ll be thinking about this remarkable insight for a long time. It resonates-thank you!
Looking back, with 80 years hindsight, one’s life appears to be more the summation of small decisions that appeared inconsequential when made that ended where they end at.
Einstein said time and space are interchangeable, which means time’s events are like a movie real that can be played forward or backward. That means we have no free will, our existence was ordained at time of the Big Bang. Personally I think this breaks down into uncertainty in our micro part of the Big Bang but what do I know.
I do know with hindsight, my life appears to have been my DNA reaction to external stimuli.
BTW, you didn’t touch the issue of light. Is there light in the labyrinth? I thought it was supposed to be pitch dark with the Monitor Monster lurk to gobble you up.
If so, I’ll take the corn maze in the Nebraska sun.
I’ve experienced the qualities or flavor of a labyrinth while hiking in remote places, especially the Sierra Nevada. Why hike up and around to get down to the Lake?
Where is your favorite labyrinth that perhaps inspired this prose? I myself have found some favorites in and around California but the one found at Grace Cathedral of Nob Hill in San Francisco is always a must go whenever I find myself ambling about in the City.
Wonderful passage. Thought provoking and insightful. It will be a better, more thoughtful day thanks to this early morning reflection.
This reminded me of frail attempts at meditation. At least when your mind would wonder, you would still be on your path. Great work Mike.
“A labyrinth is nothing if not paradoxical, which is why, I believe, the people in the labyrinth of our lives can feel so close to us in one way and yet so distant to us in another.”
I’ll be thinking about this remarkable insight for a long time. It resonates-thank you!
Meh, not the way I see it.
Looking back, with 80 years hindsight, one’s life appears to be more the summation of small decisions that appeared inconsequential when made that ended where they end at.
Einstein said time and space are interchangeable, which means time’s events are like a movie real that can be played forward or backward. That means we have no free will, our existence was ordained at time of the Big Bang. Personally I think this breaks down into uncertainty in our micro part of the Big Bang but what do I know.
I do know with hindsight, my life appears to have been my DNA reaction to external stimuli.
BTW, you didn’t touch the issue of light. Is there light in the labyrinth? I thought it was supposed to be pitch dark with the Monitor Monster lurk to gobble you up.
If so, I’ll take the corn maze in the Nebraska sun.
I’ve experienced the qualities or flavor of a labyrinth while hiking in remote places, especially the Sierra Nevada. Why hike up and around to get down to the Lake?
Where is your favorite labyrinth that perhaps inspired this prose? I myself have found some favorites in and around California but the one found at Grace Cathedral of Nob Hill in San Francisco is always a must go whenever I find myself ambling about in the City.