In the center of the labyrinth, Barbara Evans plays a crystal bowl containing water from holy sites all over the world. The bowl rests upon Barbara's painting, "Healing the Waters of the Earth"  and is surrounded by crystals. The remaining paintings in the series together with more crystals were placed around the labyrinth to create incredible healing energy sent with our prayers to the victims and survivors of the tsunami. Interfaith Chapel, Unification Theological Seminary, New York. -Gillian Corcoran

The day the waterlabyrinths changed the world... My husband and I took a hike on Mount Tamalpais on this special day of offering prayers to the victims and survivors of the tsunami. We walked the always present labyrinth in our hearts, and, as we came upon pools of water or falling water we would stop and give blessings to this most powerful lifegiving, lifetaking source of love. Sandra and Jay Shelley, Mill Valley, California.

From Vicki Keiser- "Twelve people and one doggy came to walk the Chartres style labyrinth at Ghost Ranch, New Mexico. We began the ceremony joining hands and offering prayers for the victims, survivors and water affected by the tsunami. We extended these prayers to include all the water on the planet. Each person brought a small amount of water to pour into a labyrinth fountain basin in the center. We then joined hands again to offer our blessings to the water. At this point a huge Raven began cawing in a tree just a few feet from the labyrinth. Raven is the guardian of ceremonial magic and in absentia healing. We then proceeded out of the labyrinth, in a procession like manner. Everyone stayed for lunch and shared their feelings about the wonderful energies that were present and all felt like we had made a difference, experiencing the magic of the Land of Enchantment" Photo- A. Ackerly

A ritual on the shore of Lake Zurich, Switzerland: A dozen women followed the invitation of Susanne Kramer and Rosmarie Schmid of labyirnth-international.org. We danced around this statuette of YEMAYA, the Yeroubo female Creator - associated with the Ocean and its treasures, by Ursula Schlatter, who lead the ritual to a Brazilian tune, sung by Nurudatina Pili Abela. Then, we surrounded three times a hill in the park in a labyrinthian way - once turning right, once turning left and once again turning right... for the dead, for the surviving, for the water to be healed
and to heal.

"A pass-thru labyrinth led to our ceremonial space on the deck of the gazebo. We walked a foot above the water of a pond in the middle of woods and pasture in rural Tennessee. This design was called forth to stir the waters of a still pond." Photo & design- Marilyn Larson.

"It was a strikingly beautiful day in Minnesota. We had just received our first "real" snowfall of the season and that morning ice crystals shimmered on the trees and vegetation. Surrounded by this sparkling form of water I tromped through the new snow covering the paths of my hibernating alyssum labyrinth, pondering all along the struggle of pushing the snow and the strength of the push of water that has caused such recent suffering, then raising this up in prayer - my prayers to mingle with all the others sent around the world." From Lisa Gidlow Moriarty, Stillwater, Minnesota.

"Bell ribbons knotted in prayer for Tsunami victims & survivors line the bowl of local water from Port Gardner Bay, flooded Snohomish River and distant chalice well at Glastonbury, England. Walkers at Wiggum's Park labyrinth in Everett, WA honor the power of water to give and take life. Nearby cedar branches were used to disperse the water on the walkers and the 60 ft brick Chartres labyrinth at the closing ceremony."
From Laurie Crawford

Blizzard 05

      From bedroom window
     I dream
     As snow gently sways
     in rhythmic courtly waves
     White flakes dance and fly
     into worlds near
all perceived in-being

Forever falling unto ready soils
     of quickened consciousness
     Reflective thoughts penetrate
     into whirly wintry world without
     Crystalline rain made manifest
     from hidden form
     Nourished by light’s vibration
     fueled by fantasy of vision
     Then the awakened seed
     from depths of chaos sprouts
     to unfold across the cosmos
     So I may leave
     the moment
     No longer contained
     in earthly shell

William E. Marks
Martha’s Vineyard
January 23, 2005    

Participants in weekend workshop with Jill Kimberly Hartwell Geoffrion walked a three-circuit labyrinth made out of shells.
Photo-Jill Kimberly Hartwell Geoffrion