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A Sacred Journey

practicing pilgrimage at home and abroad

Labyrinths (I think I’m in love)

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I take a deep breath as I stand at the entrance—here I am again. This has become my daily practice here in Arizona, and it’s unlike any other I’ve ever experienced.

I step into the maze and hear the gravel crunch beneath my feet with each step. As I follow the path, I carry with me a new question (or an old one), an intention, or a prayer. Sometimes it is simply my feet that carry my wonderings for me as I wander down this ancient path. Sometimes that is enough.

I’ve had a book about labyrinths by Lauren Artress, a labyrinth specialist, on my bookshelf for about three years, but I haven’t read it yet. Maybe that’s because I wasn’t quite sure how a simple path could fill 240 pages. Now I feel like I could fill a lifetime with this practice.

What I do know about labyrinths is this: they simulate a journey. And if journey is written on our hearts then perhaps the labyrinth is the way into our soul.

That’s what it feels like to me, anyway. And I don’t mean that in the grand, sweeping, transformational Sacred Encounter sense, though I’d gladly accept that anytime (God—are you listening?). Each day that I walk the labyrinth here, no matter what I bring and what I leave with, I feel like I’ve drawn closer to my soul because the walking settles me. The path leads me without any effort. And before I know it, I’ve entered the center—I’ve stumbled upon the holy.

Recently I’ve been circling the center three times, meditating on my word for the year or repeating a prayer I received in Ireland. And then I walk back out the same way I walked in.

Even though there are no dead ends on this path, I still don’t know my way. After walking this labyrinth 25 times, the twists and turns still throw me. And so I walk it slowly—like a meditation, like a prayer—unsure of when I’ll reach the end (and unsure if I really want to).  I’m careful to step over the anthill as I come to it once more, and somehow now they seem like companions on my journey. Here we share the same path, and our daily visitations make us a part of each other’s lives (though I’m not sure they feel the same depth of connection).

Soon, to my surprise, I’m back at the entrance—at a threshold once more. And even though I’m not always certain of what occurred within me during my time walking the labyrinth, I am always compelled to acknowledge the holy before I cross back over into the everyday. Often that simple shift is enough for me to look back on the path and call it good.

In this world of pilgrimage I often come across the phrase solvitur ambulando—it is made by walking. I’ll admit, while the phrase resonated, I never really understood it fully, and perhaps that’s because I was trying to understand it with words. But after walking this labyrinth each day during my time in here, I find my feet whispering, “solvitur ambulando,” and my soul echoing, “it is made by walking,” and I know the phrase is true.

What has been made? Who knows. But I think I’m in love. And love and uncertainty side-by-side is a miracle any day in my book. Solvitur amulando indeed.

GO FURTHER…

Have you walked a labyrinth before? What was your experience?

PS: A labyrinth locator and recent reflections on labyrinths as a spiritual practice from our May Pilgrim in Residence, Patricia Turner.

What’s Growing? (a question + announcement)

What is Growing? » asacredjourney.net

Over the past few weeks while I’ve been away from my new home in Seattle (to Ireland and now back to the Hesychia School of Spiritual Direction in Arizona), it seems as if spring has definitely sprung. Photos of fluffy pink cherry blossoms keep popping up in my Instagram feed and friends on Facebook share plans for riding bikes through the tulip fields. And if I were to visit the flower stalls at Pike Place Market, I’d be able to find a different variety of daffodil for every day of the week (maybe 2), each stem at just $1 a piece. Spring has sprung, for sure.

We just moved into a new apartment with a small yard, which is always an adventure, especially as spring rolls around. I knew there were plants there, but since we arrived at the end of winter they had not yet blossomed for the season. Now that spring is upon us, I’m eager to discover what’s there.

However, since I can’t be there right now, I have to go through Kyle to find these things out, and each time I’ve talked to him over the past few weeks, I’ve asked the same question: What’s growing?

After this question became routine, I came to realize that I had this question for myself, too. As you’ve probably gathered, over the past six months or so things have been a bit chaotic. Many of the things that have made my days so full over this period have been good, but when they all seem to happen back to back, it’s a little bit much for my introverted self (don’t worry—I’m already taking notes never to let this happen again). While I know these experiences have much to offer me (especially my recent pilgrimage to Ireland and my time here at Hesychia), sometimes it just feels like I’m getting by.

But I don’t want to just get by anymore, and I don’t want to finally return home after many weeks away and enter immediately back into the daily grind with no consideration for what is happening within me what that means should come next. And so, for the months of April and May, I’ve decided to intentionally step back and ask myself: What is growing?

In my own journey and with my work at A Sacred Journey, I want to take some time to step back and watch what emerges. I know some seeds have been planted, for sure. I  don’t know what they are yet, but I’m so eager to find out.

On a practical note, that means that posts will be a little less frequent over the next two months, but they’ll still be regular. We’ll be featuring 1-2 guest posts a week, starting on Thursday with our new Pilgrim in Residence: Dan Cumberland of The Meaning Movement (read his previous guest post here). I’ll also pop in from time to time too, simply because I can’t resist.

And in June? Well let’s just say that April showers bring May flowers, and I have a feeling some of those May flowers might show up as some new developments at A Sacred Journey in June. We’ll just have to wait and see!

Thanks for journeying with me so far. I so look forward to slowing down and discovering what’s growing over these next two months and finding out what it means for this space and its offerings. I have a feeling there will be some good surprises, just like the hydrangea bush we’ve discovered growing in our new back yard.

GO FURTHER…

What’s growing in your own journey this spring?

Photo Album: Pilgrimage to the Sacred Edge of Ireland

Our journey to the Sacred edge of Ireland has come to an end, and while I’ll still be on the Emerald Isle for a few more days, I will miss the community I’ve journeyed so deeply with so far during my first trip to Ireland. Though it might be days, weeks, or even months before I have the words to more deeply explore here my own stirrings while on this journey, I wanted to share with you pictures from the road.

Below you’ll find pictures and captions that I’ve been sharing on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook since my journey began. I have a few days left here and Ireland and will continue to share pictures online, so be sure to follow me on Instagram and Twitter and like A Sacred Journey on Facebook!

SETTLING IN…

I arrived a few days early to talk about pilgrimage with Christine (our guide and online Abbess of Abbey of the Arts) and settle in at our B&B in Galway on the west coast of Ireland before the others arrived.

Claddagh Ring » asacredjourney.net

Didn’t even know until getting here that my B&B is in Claddagh, birthplace of the Claddagh Ring, a symbol of love, loyalty, and friendship. Now I know what my souvenir will be!

DAY 1: HOSPITALITY

In the spirit of hospitality, John and Christine gave us a tour of their new hometown, Galway, and encouraged us to practice hospitality within on the journey ahead.

Galway Cathedral » asacredjourney.net

Started our walking tour at Galway Cathedral. Can you believe it was built in the 1950s? My favorite rose windows I’ve ever seen…

Galway to Seattle » asacredjourney.net

Another “Who knew?”: Seattle and Galway are sister cities! This plaque has an arrow facing Seattle’s direction, and apparently there is one in Seattle facing here.

DAY 2: COMMUNITY

As we began to get to know each other as those we would journey with over the next week, our temporary community of monks set out for our first day of visiting Sacred sites, including Temple Cronan in the Burren and Kilmacduagh Abbey.

Just returned from our first outing visiting Sacred sites—ruins of monasteries and Celtic Christian communities over 1,000 years old (image of Kilmacduagh Abbey)—and we were graced by the presence of a rainbow (and harsh winds and hail... It's a give and a take). No word yet on the pot of gold...

Just returned from our first outing visiting Sacred sites—ruins of monasteries and Celtic Christian communities over 1,000 years old (image of Kilmacduagh Abbey)—and we were graced by the presence of a rainbow (and harsh winds and hail… It’s a give and a take). No word yet on the pot of gold…

DAY 3: KINSHIP WITH NATURE

Nature dominates the Irish landscape and atmosphere and consequently played a central role in Celtic spirituality. On this day we visited a garden created in honor of St. Brigit, called Brigit’s Garden, as well as Cnoc Suain, where we learned more about Irish culture and how greatly it is informed by its natural surroundings.

Spent a rainy morning at St. Brigit's garden today, where there are gardens for each of the four Celtic seasons. This is "Samhain," or winter—a time for shelter and rest, stillness and reflection, death and rebirth.

Spent a rainy morning at St. Brigit’s garden today, where there are gardens for each of the four Celtic seasons. This is “Samhain,” or winter—a time for shelter and rest, stillness and reflection, death and rebirth.

DAY 4: SILENCE + SOLITUDE

As we visited Cong Abbey and Inchagoill Island, we were encouraged to explore the sites and soak in their essence in silence and solitude.

Today's theme: silence and solitude. My theme: soulful rest. This is how I started my day. (In a café called "The Hungry Monk" of course!)

Today’s theme: silence and solitude. My theme: soulful rest. This is how I started my day. (In a café called “The Hungry Monk” of course!)

Inchagoill Island, or "the island of the devout foreigner," where St. Patrick was briefly in exile.

Inchagoill Island, or “the island of the devout foreigner,” where St. Patrick was briefly in exile.

DAY 5: SABBATH

To mark the middle of our journey, we paused for a day of rest and delight, encouraged to follow the stirrings of our souls.

Irish Breakfast » asacredjourney.net

The start of Sabbath… “And it was good.”

DAY 6: WORK + SERVICE

As we entered the latter half of our journey and began to think about transitioning back to life at home, we visited Inishmore in the Aran Islands, with a tour of the island’s various Sacred sites led by Celtic priest Dara Malloy.

Took the scariest boat ride of my life to Inishmore in the Aran Islands, but the sites were worth it. Tying a prayer on a Hawthorne tree, found at Celtic Sacred sites.

Took the scariest boat ride of my life to Inishmore in the Aran Islands, but the sites were worth it. Tying a prayer on a Hawthorne tree, found at Celtic Sacred sites.

The hole down there is a holy well, and as we knelt in the mud and reached in today, our guide and Celtic priest told us it was like reaching deep within to find the Source of life. Loved that.

The hole down there is a holy well, and as we knelt in the mud and reached in today, our guide and Celtic priest told us it was like reaching deep within to find the Source of life. Loved that.

DAY 7: CONVERSION

On our final full day of our journey, we reflected on the transformation happening within us as we visited St. Colman’s hermitage and holy well in the Burren, spent time collecting rocks by the sea, and then ritualized the end of our journey and blessed those who had journeyed with us around the altar at Corcomroe Abbey.

St. Colman's Holy Well » asacredjourney.net

Evidence that pilgrims have gone before us to today’s holy well. There were ribbons, strips of fabric, keepsakes, medallions, and perhaps most poignant of all, a hospital bracelet, no doubt left as gratitude for healing or a prayer for a passed soul.

Within these stone walls we sang and blessed one another as our journey came to an end. Tomorrow we say goodbye, and then I'm off to Dublin!

Within these stone walls we sang and blessed one another as our journey came to an end. Tomorrow we say goodbye, and then I’m off to Dublin!

GO FURTHER…

Have you been to Ireland? Were you able to experience much of the island’s spiritual history while there?

What it Means to Me to be a Monk in the World

Since the theme of the pilgrimage I’m currently on through Abbey of the Arts is “Monk in the World: Pilgrimage to the Sacred Edge of Ireland,” I thought I’d share with you what it means to me to be a monk in the world. Last fall, Christine Valters Paintner of Abbey of the Arts asked me to share what it means to me to be a monk in the world on her site, and you know I couldn’t help but bring pilgrimage in, too! Read the post below.

P.S.: Come back tomorrow for pictures from my Ireland pilgrimage!

monk in the world » asacredjourney.net

Not too long ago, I moved from Missouri to Southern California. The desert landscape that would accompany us on our drive here gave me the chance to contemplate what it is like for monks to leave the world in order to devote their lives to prayer within the confines of a monastery. As we drove for hours on end, I particularly thought a lot about the life of the desert monastics and the draw of the silence, stillness, and solitude that such a vast expanse of barren and colorless landscape brings. In order to immerse themselves in the Divine, these monks left their homes in pursuit of something more.

That’s not so different from a pilgrim, really. Just like the monk, the pilgrim risks a great deal, leaving the known for the unknown, the secure for the mysterious. Pilgrimage is one of the most ancient spiritual practices, beginning with Abraham, who was called to leave home in pursuit of God. Since the time of Abraham, the faithful have journeyed beyond their borders to honor sacred encounters of the past, and also in hopes of new divine experiences and transformation.

Lacy in RomeToday, dreamers and seekers are setting out on pilgrimages with renewed interest, journeying to places like Iona or Santiago de Compostela in the footsteps of those who have gone before them. There is no doubt that a resurgence is taking place, and as with many renewals within the Church, it is moved by the breath of the Spirit. But what happens when the pilgrim returns home, attempting to integrate the rumblings of her journey into her everyday life? And what of the monastery’s visitor, arriving back after a retreat filled with contemplation, only to be rocked by the hustle and bustle of the world that he thought he had left behind?

As someone who lives “in the world,” that is where my greatest challenge begins. It is just so easy to get distracted at home, so tempting to stay comfortable, and so natural to lose sight of the sacred in things that quickly become mundane. Even my awareness of this doesn’t mean it’s not a struggle. Oh no–I wish it were that easy! For as long as I can remember, my heart has longed to roam beyond my front door, yearning for the transformation that can be found just beyond the horizon. And it’s true–inspiration and sacred encounter can happen in unique ways when we leave our everyday lives behind in order to journey. If it weren’t true, pilgrimage (and the metaphor it provides) wouldn’t be as powerful. But as I’ve learned, we all have to come home sometime.

Because of this reality, it is especially important to practice being a “monk in the world,” and for me, an everyday pilgrim. In fact, it is through this practice that I’d say I’m also an artist in everyday life. Sure, with a bachelor of fine arts degree and a website I both write for and curate, there are many traditional arts that fill my days: I’m a graphic designer and a watercolorist, a doodler-at-large and a novice knitter. I hum tunes all day and if you give me a room, I will transform it into an oasis and even come in under budget (now that’s an art!). But for me, these are just hobbies or ways to pay the bills. They bring me joy and flex my creativity, certainly, but they don’t stretch me quite like being a monk in the world and and everyday pilgrim does. To me, this is my art, and each day is my medium.

Lacy desertOf course, to the outsider, this makes it seem a lot more impressive than it really is. To practice and to create each day as a monk in the world and an everyday pilgrim is fulfilling, yes, but it is also a daily challenge. I must not only show up to the silence, stillness, and solitude every morning that comes with the way of contemplation, or the awareness and curiosity that are required for the pilgrim–each day I must also show up to face the struggles that are sure to arrive. As a monk who is not in a monastery but in the world, and a pilgrim who is journeying intentionally not just abroad but in everyday life, I am straddling two realities. These two realities are so natural to our image-bearing souls, yet in this in-between world of “already and not yet,” the monk in the world and the everyday pilgrim are still seemingly antithetical. This means that I am continuously wrestling, because I choose to stand at the edge.

This is how I know that my commitment to be a monk in the world and an everyday pilgrim is my art: because each day I show up to the blank canvas on a Spirit-fueled search, seeking inspiration and bringing with me desires and questions alike. And each day I struggle, wrestling with insecurities, whisperings of my false self, and “shoulds” and shame leftover from time that has long since passed. But, most important to the work of an artist–amidst the desire and the struggle, I stay. And I return each day again and again, because creating a life as a monk in the world honors my sacred desires, and living daily as an everyday pilgrim engages my quest. Each day, the canvas awaits, and all I must do is come with intention in my mind, inspiration in my heart, and a brush in my hand.

Lacy Clark Ellman’s two greatest loves are spirituality and travel, and she was a pilgrim long before she ever fully understood the meaning of the practice. She has a Master of Arts degree in Theology and Culture and is the founder and curator of asacredjourney.net, where she explores her two loves through her own writing and the contributions of other pilgrims. Her upcoming book, Pilgrim Principles: Practicing Pilgrimage Everyday, is a seven-week journey at home that explores what it means to be pilgrims in our daily lives. It will be released in January 2014. To learn more about the book, follow A Sacred Journey’s posts, and download free offerings, subscribe here. You can also follow A Sacred Journey on Twitter and Instagram and Like it on Facebook.

GO FURTHER…

What does it mean to you to be a “monk in the world?”

It’s My Birthday! Here’s My Gift to You…

celebrate » asacredjourney.net

Well my five weeks away from home have begun! I’m back in San Diego for a week with Kyle’s family, trying my best to balance work and play. Aware that this balance will be difficult over the next five weeks (especially when I add into the mix the inner work I’ll be doing in Ireland and Arizona) I’ve decided to just post three times a week while I’m away—Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. For my subscribers, I’ll still be sending out the newsletter each Friday with links to the past week’s posts. (Subscribe why don’t you?)

Today just so happens to be my birthday (27!), and to celebrate, I want to give something to you! Starting today through next Monday, March 17th at midnight PST, the Kindle edition of my book Pilgrim Principles will be available for only $4.99—that’s over  50% off!

watch the trailer by Sparkfly Photography with music by this month’s Pilgrim in Residence, Kelsey Kopecky (Feather and Belle)

I’d love for you to join me in my birthday celebration by buying yourself a copy. And if you already have it in print, this might be the perfect time to add it to your Kindle library for those times when you want to take some reading with you on the road! If you don’t have a Kindle, don’t worry. As long as you have a tablet or laptop, you can still take advantage of this limited-time sale by downloading the Kindle app. And of course, you can make it the gift that keeps on giving by purchasing the Kindle edition for someone you think might enjoy Pilgrim Principles.

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buy the kindle edition of Pilgrim Principles for just $4.99
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