My feet walk gently across the soft sand as my eye catches the whisper of a snail’s shell, I reach for the shell, and my heart remembers. I smile and softly give thanks for the spiral’s secret message.
The spiral is a universal symbol, and to me represents a way of spiritual evolution and personal growth. Its message invites movement from the outer world into an inward journey, toward a deeper understanding of my existence and my place in this world.
My life does not follow a straight line; the spiral reminds me. It is a rhythmic dance of contraction and expansion. This symbol speaks to me at my soul’s level, inviting me to slow my walk, my thoughts, my speech, my breath. Tracing the curves of a spiral softens my striving and calls me to trust the mystery of unfolding.
The spiral often finds me through the quiet company of snails. They appear across my path as if on a pilgrimage, carrying their homes upon their backs. They remind me of our kinship — to create inner peace within the sacredness of my own home, which is not a physical place. Soften and turning inward along the spiral’s path is the message offered when I am out of sync or lost in the loudness of the world.
In a ritual way, I have gathered snail shells and strung them together as a blessing for the home, recalling the old ways that say, “This house is blessed where snails rest.”
Imagine, if you will, walking a labyrinth feel the protection from its unseen walls to your right and left sides as the path guides you deeper into yourself. Step by step you move toward the stillness of your own soul. There, in the quiet center, is where I find insight, comfort, clarity.
The spiral is a sound chamber. Just look at this 
image of the inner ear and notice who rests there. What a beautiful place to attune to deep listening. This is what the spiral path asks of me.
Life is challenging, and to be human is to forget. We need reminders and allies along the way – I know I do. The spiral is one of mine. It guides me back to remembering, to slowing down, to gently treading the path inward toward my sound chamber. There I listen, attune to my soul’s natural rhythms, and allow them to flow outward in concentric spirals of vibrational waves.
The beautiful spiral image reminds me that coming home to my heart is a practice. Walking the spiral path will always bring you home.
When you meet the spiral in your own life, I invite you to pause and ask: What blessings or messages are being offered with each turn of the path? Notice spirals in shells, plants, in the unfolding of your breath, in the patterns of your journey. In times of uncertainty, consider the spiral path. Pull inward, tread softly, and rest in the safety of your own center. There, listen.
One simple practice is to walk in a labyrinth. Let each turn guide you inward, where you can ask a question, or simply listen, rest, and restore.
I honor you, Spiral, you are my gentle teacher. And so it is.