I’ve just returned from France where I co-led a retreat with Susanna Liller. The participants, all in some type of life transition, were ready to experience the City of Lights and whatever else that might support them on their journeys.
As any plan unfolds, there are often glitches. Add in a foreign country, a new language, and different customs and you have the invitation to be flexible and let go of the way you thought the plan would progress.
Due to a variety of factors, we arrived late to our private walking tour of Paris. Then the tour lasted two hours longer than planned. This impacted dinner plans that then had to be adapted to the French schedule of dining.
As it turned cool that evening, some of us wanted warmer clothing–requiring a “quick” (is anything ever quick in France?) trip back to the hotel before our evening boat ride down the Seine. As the boat captain announced the final boarding call, the last three of us barely made it on board. It didn’t take us long to leave the rush of the day behind and take in the stunning lights of Paris as they lit up the evening sky. In the moment we could pause to reflect and appreciate our good fortune.
The following day, we were off to Chartres, a 50-minute train ride from Paris, and home to the famous Gothic cathedral and its 12th century labyrinth. Chartres was to be our base for five days. While Paris was magnificent, we were all looking forward to the calm of a relatively small town where pedestrians outnumber cars and spiritual seekers outnumber tourists.
The train doors were closing with half the group still on the train platform. Thankfully, a kind young man appeared out of nowhere and, as if to read my mind, pressed the green button opening the door to let the rest of the group inside. I was reminded that there are always people around who can help you in a pinch, so don’t panic.
In Charters, we all settled into France. The participants enjoyed informal French lessons with me and felt more comfortable taking risks speaking French and being on their own. It was evident that they were opening all of their senses to the beauty of this setting that made their experience all the more satisfying.
We were impatiently awaiting Friday morning, the day of the week when the 250 chairs are removed from the 42-foot stone labyrinth adorning the nave of the Cathedral. Pilgrims have come to Chartres for centuries to walk the stone circle that leads into a center and out again without tricking the walker with false turns. A labyrinth is a meditative tool, sometimes used for reflection, healing and insight. Throughout the day, we each had many opportunities to walk the labyrinth, sometimes with dozens of others joining us, other times sharing it with a few. At day’s end, we gathered to exchange experiences. Everyone’s day was transformative in some way.
Was it all about the labyrinth? Or did St Augustine provide the broader context for a type of transformative experience: “It is solved by walking.”
To spend an entire day in some type of reflective and contemplative activity is bound to have an impact on an individual. Such a deviation from the normal hustle and bustle of daily life can literally bring us to our senses and from the fullness of that place, we may more clearly understand our choices and desires.
The retreat week ended more calmly than it began. I believe that our willingness to move out of our comfort zones and stretch into the unknown brought gifts beyond what we had anticipated. Clearly there were lessons learned that we could take home with us.
