Ariadne weaves her thread through my life, and each time I see it emerge, I feel my soul stirring as if I am receiving a gently coded message urging me to pay attention.
Ariadne’s Blog
The Beckoning Path
An early morning stroll through Canvey Wick, a new-to-us nature reserve, reminded me of the joys of walking in the world. We found cuckoos, nightingales, “The Beckoning Path”
Angels in East Anglia
Like most sensible people, I love a good crisp Autumn day. Hoping to take me for a good day out, Jeff had been watching the “Angels in East Anglia”
Life Feels Precious
I’ve missed my blog. As I have journalled about my grief and the shattered world in which I find myself, I wrote these words of “Life Feels Precious”
Kirsten
My oldest daughter, Kirsten (Norlund) Johnson, passed away in September, from injuries sustained in a terrible car accident. My life is forever changed. She leaves “Kirsten”
And So It Begins…
Am I stitching with Ariadne’s Thread? Yes, I definitely think so. I am quite convinced that my prayerful labyrinth walking requires me to take personal action toward creating the peace I am praying for.
Reimagining Ariadne
I have come to believe that Ariadne is about more than just the hero and the labyrinth. She was – and is – an incredible woman who demonstrated her resiliency by reinventing her life as needed to keep up with her circumstances. Never forget that she saved more people than just Theseus!
Unexpected Pilgrimage
I love it when a pilgrimage finds me. Usually the pilgrim goes off in quest of the the pilgrimage, with the destination firmly in mind, “Unexpected Pilgrimage”
Stitched Stories
We drove up to Cambridge this morning to visit the Fitzwilliam Museum to see their latest exhibit, Sampled Lives. The museum has a number of “Stitched Stories”
Labyrinth Knitting
Yesterday was Worldwide Knit in Public Day which is usually a chance to meet up with other knitters in some public place to unapologetically pull “Labyrinth Knitting”