The Chartres labyrinth in this church basement mazes the mind, even though there are no choices in its path, no danger of a dead end. This eleven-circuit labyrinth has so many twists and turns you can’t see far ahead, can’t grasp the whole journey, and soon you lose track of how far you have gone. Each person enters at a different time. We walk at our own pace, in towards the center and then back out, on the same path. So we pass each other, seemingly going in opposite directions. Upstairs there is a seven-circuit Santa Rosa labyrinth. The design is new. It was first inscribed on a beach, to be recreated after each secular tide washed over it. It is smaller and seemed simpler. When I reached the center of that labyrinth, I paused and stood, facing outwards. In the middle of this larger labyrinth, I stopped And stood for some time on its small inner circle, facing inwards.. Some walk along the path, others Dance, but no one hurries. I know, I’m out of time in here. I can relax.