Day 070m: Re-entering the Sacred … (June 23, 2019)
I make it nicely into the city of Eauze, the day’s final destination, and head efficiently* into the local church, once more to wholeheartedly evince my gratitude for yet another day of walking and to uber-sincerely affirm my resolve to – for Peace – continue ever onward …
“It is one of the most marvelous things in life to discover something beautiful unexpectedly & spontaneously, to come upon the miraculous without premeditation, and instantly to see its sheer Beauty, its raw Sacredness, the purest Reality of that thing or person we would otherwise pass by as normal or familiar. And yet a mind that is wanting to find for its own benefit is never in that position at all … This is why we can only know we are finally in tune with our deepest inner sacredness not when we learn to care for ourselves, but rather when we finally choose to deeply Care for others.” ~ inspired by Jiddu Krishnamurti
*I had entered the town almost simultaneously with Sasha, a fellow pilgrim from Germany who I had met in the hostel in Condom the day before. He had expressed a desire to have a cold beer to celebrate the arduous day’s completion and yet he quite clearly had not offered to buy me one as well. This would have been no problem at all in the States, as I just would have sat with him and ordered a water, and yet even the water cost money here in France, so that option was similarly precluded. Not wanting to make him feel in any way uncomfortably obligated to pay for a drink that he didn’t wholeheartedly wish to provide, I told him that I was going to go search for the local donativo that Cindy had highly recommended a few days previously. I could tell he was a bit shocked at my rapid segue, and I resolved to especially look for him in the days to come – in the hopes of being able to offer him some selfless kindness …
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