Shortly thereafter, a few other pilgrims straggled into the refuge, loosely accompanied by Victor & Eva (pictured) – two homeless (and quite hungry) travelers who weren’t traditional pilgrims per se, but who had rather chosen to live nomadically along the Camino, making its varied benches & huts & donativos their ever-scintillating home(s) for every night. […]
Even though the hostel was only sparsely populated, I maintained my humble practice of waiting until all were tucked in snugly before heading down into a common room to sleep on the floor in solitude … “When it come to life, we are all merely apprentices in a craft where no one ever can become […]
Up and at ’em early once again this morning, and I paused for a moment to marvel at the highly artistic (and also highly informative) Route Map of the Camino that had been created and hung (I assume) by a pilgrim past. How far I have already walked, just in Spain alone – and how […]
I said an oddly rushed farewell to a few fellow pilgrims who had freshly awoken and come down for breakfast, and then headed back out onto The Way. The morning was fresh and clear and the path was worn and smooth, and yet something was nagging me. I soon realized what it was: Conchi, the […]
I made it back to the hostel in short order, made Conchi her Peace Stone, gave her the same (along with a proper farewell hug, the latter of which being shared with dear Fernando as well*), said a fond farewell to Victor & Eva, and then flowed fluidly back out onto The Road – feeling […]
If we are walking The Way correctly, we feel as though we are walking like water … “This morning I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings. Skyward my heart has climbed and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds. I have only walked a dozen steps, and […]
I then easily made my way into the lovely peaceful town of Rabe de las Culzadas … “It was in truth a perfect summer day. The air was sweet and gentle and the sky stretched high and wide, an immense intense blue. He gazed around him in wonder, certain that the last time he had […]
It turned out that some wise administrator of the town (the local mayor, perhaps) had decided to make the place a residence for beauty as much as for people, and had commissioned several talented artists to adorn its walls with wonderments … “After a brief sedentary hiatus, our species is once more resuming its ancient […]
Just like the sign carved into the facing wall of this pathside shrine said, Love & Peace must ever come first … “Love is the only viable answer to any question. It is the only thing that will effectively function in any situation. It is both the route and the destination. It is the medication […]
“Never rule out a goal because you think it’s unattainable. Be audacious in your living. There are always a number of ‘best possible paths.’ Your job is simply look about you each day, find one of those trails, and have the courage to set forth upon it. What your ego thinks is attainable is but […]
It wasn’t long after leaving town that I came across a beautiful, shade-tree ensconced rest-stop alongside the suroundingly dusty The Path. And who should be sitting therein alone but Ferdinand (from France) – a well-worn veteran pilgrim who was walking the Camino for the umpteenth time. I pause for a bit to chat warmly with […]
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