Last weekend, I had the pleasure of being one of the many volunteers gathered on Sunday September 13, 2015 to rebuild Land’s End Labyrinth (See my previous post – Lend a Hand).
I had the fortune of being there not only on Sunday but also Saturday late afternoon (this part was not officially announced). The Saturday gathering was only for five of us. The main purpose was to prepare the space for the actual rebuild. None of us had met before, nor did we know anything about each other. I still don’t know who they were, but what I do know is that the sense of camaraderie, friendship, openness, and working towards a same goal was seeded on the labyrinth.
I knew it was not going to be an easy task to direct the many that signed up for the following morning, and I am profoundly grateful to Colleen for her sweet, calm, and ego-free way of handling the many issues that arose. The rebuild was the only focus that morning, not the press, not the perfectionists, not the weather, not the people against the labyrinth, and definitely not how hard or heavy the rocks were to carry up the hill.
The rebuild was not only a physical task of setting rocks side by side; it was a task of letting go. Letting go of my perfectionism and the need to be in control, letting go of my “I know how to do it” attitude. It was a task of being open to new ways, listening, understanding, caring, supporting, respecting, friendship, focusing and flowing with what was present and available. More than anything else, it was a task of rising above the ego.
We don’t know for how long the labyrinth will last, but it is a good reminder that nothing in this world is permanent. W. Somerset Maugham well said: “Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.”
Happy letting go of,