The inner Labyrinth was in use. Grace Cathedral was sharing the space with those who were meditating with Eastern music. As the somewhat yoga practice was right atop the Labyrinth, I instead went to the side chapel I use most, lit a candle, and said my evening prayers.
Instead of staying indoors, I did my walk on the Labyrinth outside of Grace Cathedral. It was a genuinely delightful time for me, as I moved along the exterior path at sunset. The slight chill breezed through my clothes, tingling, vibrating against my skin. But it felt right.
It's as though the Holy Spirit was moving me along that path. The noises of the city, the stresses of the day, they all ebbed and flowed into and out of my consciousness as I walked.
Veni Creator Spiritus
