a modern labyrinth builder

When Champion approaches the first turn, he slows a bit. “Now see, here,” he says, reaching to the top of his head, where his youthful dark brown hair stands in haphazard disarray. “I’m starting to feel something.” Often when he walks a labyrinth he feels nothing special; the walk is just a tool for meditation. But sometimes the stroll brings Champion to the outer reaches of metaphysical rapture: He’ll be overwhelmed by the sensation of energy from the earth or local spirits, or he’ll have visions. “A labyrinth experience happens when you don’t expect it to,” Champion says. “Those are the nature of labyrinth experiences. Those are what people keep coming back to.” SF Weekly: A Winding Path.