When my husband died in 2006, one of the ways I tended my wounded soul was to seek out and walk labyrinths. The following year when I went to Reno with some friends I did a search for local labyrinths. It was quite close to downtown so my friend, Teresa, and I went over in the afternoon. Dale was in my thoughts as I slowly made my way along the path. I lingered in the center for what seemed a long while not sure I was ready to head back "out into the world."
I took a deep breath and lifted my foot-- just as I was about to place it on the ground a swell of Pachelbel's Canon in D filled the air. I was overwhelmed - this was the song I walked down the aisle to at my wedding to Dale. It felt as if God was saying, "it is going to be alright." Teresa came out an embraced me (as my best friend and officiate at my wedding she knew what the song meant to me) and I cried most of the walk back out.
I tear up 7 years later thinking about it. How close God felt in that moment. How cared for and loved I was.
The source of the music? A wedding just on the other side of the park out of sight. I hope that couple is as blessed as I am.
I took a deep breath and lifted my foot-- just as I was about to place it on the ground a swell of Pachelbel's Canon in D filled the air. I was overwhelmed - this was the song I walked down the aisle to at my wedding to Dale. It felt as if God was saying, "it is going to be alright." Teresa came out an embraced me (as my best friend and officiate at my wedding she knew what the song meant to me) and I cried most of the walk back out.
I tear up 7 years later thinking about it. How close God felt in that moment. How cared for and loved I was.
The source of the music? A wedding just on the other side of the park out of sight. I hope that couple is as blessed as I am.