And then I walked on into this great & seemingly final day, until I finally caught my first glimpse of Finisterre – the famed “end of the world” from eras past, and the glowing portal to my life’s next & newest future …

“Distance changes utterly when you take the world on foot. A mile becomes a long way, two miles quite considerable, ten miles whopping, twenty miles an exhausting success, and fifty miles almost beyond the very limits of conception. The world, you come to realize, is enormous in a way that only you and a small community of fellow hikers know. Planetary scale becomes your not-so-little secret. And life itself takes on a neater simplicity as well, and time ceases to have any consistent meaning. When it is dark you go to bed, when it is light again you rise, and everything in between is simply in between. It’s quite wonderful, really. There are no engagements or commitments or obligations or duties; no special ambitions to achieve and no dreams to realize. You harbor only the smallest and least complicated of wants; you exist in a tranquil tedium, serenely nestled in acceptance and beyond the reach of exasperation. All that is know is beauty, and all that is required of you is a willingness to tread onward. And this is why there is no point in hurrying – because you are not actually trying to get anywhere. However far or for however long you plod, you are always in the same place: on The Path. It’s where you were yesterday, and it’s where you will be tomorrow. The Path is one boundless singularity. Every bend presents a prospect as wondrous as every other, every glimpse into the nearby trees or onto its farther horizon brings the same smooth serenity.”~ inspired by Bill Bryson

Filed under: Peace Pilgrimage #02: Walking HOME (2019) by Scaughdt