The entrance is also the exit.

I first heard of a labyrinth from a friend who brought a group of restless kids to one during a field trip. She was astonished with what happened when they walked through that maze. The kids, who’d just been impossible to settle, all quieted, each following its path while wondering at the gardens surrounding it.

It would be a mistake to call a labyrinth a maze, though. If you’ve never walked one, take a close look at image below, what’s also on the cover of my b...