Life is a Maze

Life is a maze. You wander the intricate three-dimensional underground passages, sometimes twisting out onto the surface, sometimes through nets and ropes winding into and out of the trees.

Each person’s maze is their own. Sometimes we are close enough to talk to each other. Sometimes we can walk side by side arm and arm with only a low wall between us and sometimes gloriously our paths become one.

There are great principles that apply to every maze seeker, distant reference points such as mountains and guides for finding your way through forks. These are called Wisdom and the Gospel. But each person’s path is their own and there comes a time when they must find their own way. This is called experience and revelation.

Some find a favorite passage and just walk back and forth in it, savoring it, and will not go on. This cannot last long. Behind each one of us follows a dwarf called Time who fills in the paths behind us.

If you take a bad fork and arrive at a dead end you cannot go back. It is filled in behind you. But the spirit of the place will open in new doors and new tunnels in front of you.

You will arrive.