And so it was that Sese and her volunteer compatriot Leticia sat with me while I reveled in the truly delicious vegan lunch they prepared for me. Sese asked more about my Walk and about my future plans – she was especially curious as to how I planned to cross the sea. I confided in […]
“Every time we walk we can feel the Universe guiding us deeper into its aura of warm Oneness – almost like it is intentionally liberating and rejoining all the fragmented pieces of our shared Soul … In truth, it is walking that taught me where real Happiness can be found; a sense of Joy that […]
Walking “Suseia-style”* proves to be a small bit of a challenge, to be sure (there were far fewer waymarkers posted for those walking The Way “backwards”), and yet I continually rediscover the Path I am to be taking nonetheless, and steadily made my way onward along The Way – all the way to the lovely […]
“History pays no heed to the unspectacular citizen who works hard all day and walks home each night to his humble abode with dust on his torn tunic and his cap damp & flattened on his brow. And yet in the end these Builders have the better of it, for the miracles they accomplish in […]
And so it was that yet another day of my Walk ended in camaraderie and tenderness; surrounded by yet another small troupe of my far greater Family (Michele & Adrian & Ana & Chiara) – cutting carrots and breaking bread and sipping wine and laughing heartily and telling tales tall with Love & Kindness; witnessing […]
Michele had made it firmly clear that mornings in the monastery were “silence soaked” until 10am, and that if I wanted to stay the night there I would have to agree to remain quietly in the hostel until everyone had awakened and we had all eaten a late-morning breakfast together. Even though I staunchly preferred […]
Very soon after departing I came to this unmarked intersection in the road. It had been many weeks since The Way had been so poorly marked (Switzerland had been a constant orienteering adventure) and I had long-since forgotten the frustration & dis-ease (instinctual anxiety, even?) that comes from not clearly knowing one’s imminent route. And […]
“Sometimes walking means getting lost on a particular path, whereby you are inevitably led to return to a more meaningful version of yourself. Getting lost not only gives you the opportunity to boldly keep going anyway, it also grants you the more pointed knowing of a world that is at heart ever smiling. Getting lost […]
One of the guidelines I had followed from the beginning of this Walk was the “no hoarding” rule – a principle that demanded that any gifts of food be either immediately eaten, given to someone else, or discarded.* And it was the latter option that ruled the day on this morning – seeing as how […]
“It is true that you would do well to avoid keeping forever on the public road, going only where others have gone, and yet it is just as valid to note that it doesn’t matter what road you take if you are only taking it for your own peace or betterment … So go boldly […]
I walked on & on & on into the day, through the town of Senande and then into the hamlet of Agar – where I suddenly & quite clearly realized that I had fully lost my way (noting at some point that all of the Camino way-markers had completely disappeared). I responded far more fluidly […]
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