I saw this small yellow butterfly lying motionless on the Camino path one mid-morning and at first I thought it was dead. Upon gently picking it up, however, it suddenly “came back to life”; perching for a while peacefully on my finger before slowly flying away … “There is a fellowship more quiet even than […]
And then, after roughly 40 days of walking (covering some 555 miles of The Way), I did indeed finally arrive at the Santiago Cathedral; where the traditional portion of my 2008 Camino came to a reverent close … “The soul passeth from form to form; and the mansions of its pilgrimage are manifold.” ~ Georg […]
After spending the night in Santiago, it was smoothly decided that a “complete” Walk would require trekking another 55 miles to Finisterre, considered to be the “end of the world” by more than a few people in days far bygone (and the “proper”, traditional end of the more medieval Camino to boot) … “Experience is […]
And I indeed ultimately arrived at the the End of the World (Finisterre’s final promontory), traipsing steadily past the “0.00 km” marker and the promontory’s lighthouse, all the way to the very edge of Europe’s westernmost point, where I paused in reverence to revel in the deep-seated sense of Peace that only comes to those […]
This particular sunset was witnessed by yours truly on a secluded beach near the Finisterre lighthouse a few days after my arrival there. Indeed, just a few meters to the left of this same panorama is where I had stripped my clothes off the day before and plunged naked into the cold ocean waters to […]
I returned thereafter to the United States and celebrated that year’s Thanksgiving holidays with some members of my biological family, two of whom a niece & nephew pictured here – an image that perfectly encapsulates the intimate relationship between every life, every death, and every rebirth in between … “Every man has the right to […]
And then it was on to Park City (Utah); to engage yet another “Experiment with Truth” in order to see if the Radical Kindness I had come to know as a Peace Pilgrim would function “in the real world” – while working three jobs (one of them as a daycare attendant for The Canyons Resort […]
One of my most enjoyable duties at my most enjoyable Park City job was taking my daycare charges up the mountain in the gondola to play in the snow at the top … “We must teach our children to dream with both their eyes and their hearts wide open … This why I’m more interested […]
I also learned to ski while living in Park City, and – after getting over the frustration of not being able to stand up and then transcending my fear of (still to this day) not being able to properly steer – I actually did end up enjoying a few days of flowing smoothly (if not […]
This is Landon, one of the young children with whom I had the honor of working while at The Canyons’ Daycare Center in Park City. I would be remiss if I didn’t openly admit that I learned more from him than he did from me during our brief time together … “A child can ask […]
This little man is “Saint Aiden”, another one of the children with whom I was blessed to work while in Park City. And I truly mean it when I say that this little guy was a Saint – so gentle, so kind, so straight-forward – and so wise. Though I’m not big on “missing” others […]
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