When I was planning to write a book about labyrinths I knew I had to visit the cathedral of Chartres, south of Paris, where one of the most beautiful and significant labyrinth is situated. I decided to walk from Paris to Chartres on one of the old paths of the St. James pilgrims routes. After three days I arrived at the porch of the cathedral and was immediately welcomed and wrapped up by this very special place. It was like an invitation to resonate and bond to which I gave hand and heart.
From that day on I came back to visit the cathedral several times a year. I brought groups there, held seminars, gave guides tours, and with every visit I learned more about the building, the figures, the stain glass windows, the music. After years I got the allowance to be in the cathedral before or after the official opening hours, to sit with a group waiting for the morning light, or walk the labyrinth in the dim light of the evening. Sometimes the cathedral appears to me like handing us a coat or a scarf, to comfort our soul and warm our heart. Chartres became for me a place of spiritual resource, where I spent wonderful weeks under the sign of friendships and sharing.
In great thankfulness to the beauty and strength of this place which dwells within me, while I live my life which mainly involves spending time with my wife and family, being the headmaster of a Montessori School, writing books and texts, building labyrinths and teaching and sharing my experiences in seminars and lectures.
