On Saturday, we were led in a walking mediation through the forest to a large labyrinth while our leader hit a hand drum in unison with the group members’ footfalls.

Incidentally, I was married in a different labyrinth in 2014.

This one covered about half the length of a football field and had soft sand throughout it.

I took my shoes off near a fallen tree and Scorpio and I noticed at the same time red ants all over it. We both moved our shoes.

Everyone walked the labyrinth until we stopped and sat. My bare feet felt so good in the warm sand.

I sat with my legs crossed as best as I can with my injuries to my back and missing the cartilage in my left knee.

Our guide led us through a walk to water wherein ourselves, our child, and our future selves played with other children from our group and made connection with the present moment. Toward the end we acknowledged our future forms. During the time in which she encouraged us to play with other children in our minds, the wind blew across all of us. (It felt as if she’d called in the wind.)

Our other guide had five quartz sound bowls and she walked the labyrinth slowly striking them after the mediation had been completed. The sound traveled through the circle and through our bodies. We all heard hummingbirds moving through the circle with the sound.

I’m not sure how long this mediation was. Time wasn’t important. I didn’t take pictures because I didn’t have my cell phone. In fact, I didn’t check it very much at all for most of the four days. This mediation and sound bowl healing connected me more to Scorpio and ensured that I had belonging with her friends.