So far this spring I have walked to the office by way of North Station only a few times. But when I did, I got curious seeing people in hard hats working like they had a deadline on a part of the Greenway blocked off by a fence. I peeked in and thought, “What is that? It looks like a labyrinth.”
As someone who tends to think of Theseus, Ariadne, and the Minotaur on
Crete when labyrinths are mentioned, it has taken me a while to realize how many people today use them for meditation. And work being what it is, there will probably come a day soon when I want to test out the possibilities.
The new labyrinth was dedicated on a rainy day this week as part of a lovely Armenian Heritage Park.
Alejandra Matos writes for the Boston Globe, “US Representative Edward Markey and other officials welcomed the rain, calling it tears of joy from generations of Armenians.
“The park, located between the North End and Faneuil Hall, includes a sculpture surrounded by a reflecting pool, and is meant to honor Armenian immigrants to the state. Middlesex Sheriff Peter J. Koutoujian, who is Armenian, said he has been fighting for the park since 1999.
ā ‘This is a gift to the city, not just for the Armenian immigrants. This is a park dedicated to all immigrants who have experienced coming to this great city,’ Koutoujian said.”
The third-largest Armenian population in the United States is in nearby Watertown. Read more at the Globe.
4/8/13 Update: The sculpture gets reconfigured to reflect how immigrants adapt. Check it out here.
Photograph: Aram Boghosian for the Boston Globe
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Wow! What a beautiful space! Hopefully, all Bostonians will take advantage of this great new labyrinth and find some peace in it.
There was something special about watching the hard hats build it. I wondered what they thought of meditation labyrinths, whether any of them would come back and meditate. Would they come under cover of darkness?
Reblogged this on Notes of a Spurkahye and commented:
Gorgeous park!
You are the first to reblog one of my posts!
š It’s my pleasure then!
I’d like to come walk it.
Let me know when you visit.