Contemplative living has seeped slowly into my life over the years. Today was one of those days that I really felt called to spend sometime alone with my creator and so I did take a walk to the top of the Mt. Irenaeus Franciscan Mountain Retreat. Even by Appalachian standards Mt. Irenaeus is not a towering peak but it is nonetheless a holy mountain for many. Following our Secular Franciscan gathering I took a walk up the Mountain Road and through the re-emerging flora. I was greeted by beautiful blue skies, magnificent sun and the presence of many early spring flowers along the roadside and forest floor. I thought of my Grandmother and how much she loved this time of year. I thought too of my own love of spring and fresh leaks. I found a clump of leaks and ate a few of them raw as I hunkered down next to the trail. I tried to walk mindfully and really think only of the ground beneath my feet. Along the trail I stopped at the labyrinth at Mt. Irenaeus. I decided that I’d walk it today as I’m prayerfully considering the future direction of my life. This labyrinth has special meaning as I helped to carry the stones that mark the boundaries. Walking the labyrinth is a grounding experience and an ancient practice. As I walked I prayerfully consider what lies ahead for me. I’m trying to find God’s will for me and seeking to discern the future direction of my life. Peace.