Dr Omed asks:
Have you ever walked a labyrinth? Not a maze, a labyrinth. A maze has false turnings and dead ends; the way in and the way out are hidden by walls or hedges. A maze is a puzzle or a trap; a sort of crossword for the feet. The purpose of a maze is to get lost. A labyrinth does not need concealment; it has curves and turnings that in the end bring the walker to the center of the pattern. The way out is the same as the way in. Turn about and follow the same meanders coiled on themselves. Step over threshold and exit where you entered. Like all forms of meditation or prayer the only change is the self of the one walks the path. The purpose of the labryrinth is to be found.
This labyrinth (constructed by a mental health charity, I note,) differs from that of Dr Omed in that the walls were so high they almost, in places, met overhead. Which gave it a mazey feel without the choices mazes offer. (Maizy wasn’t there, unusually.)
Appreciation of the dancing dappled light, the meditative pacing process etc etc was somewhat impaired by the alternative use to which the boys put the space which they found ideal stalking and sniping territory in which to employ their newly-acquired toys of mass destruction. For them the purpose of this labyrinth was precisely not to be found.