Liminal Layover #02b (Madrid): Walking a new town’s Wonders … (August 05, 2019)

And then I arrived in Madrid proper – and then I easily walked its pre-dawn & still relatively peaceful streets – and then I received without incident my replacement documents from the U.S. Embassy – and then I arrived with even less fanfare at the residence where I would be living during the short wait […]

Liminal Layover #02c (Madrid): A wondrously warm Welcome … (August 05, 2019)

After mentioning my Walk and a bit about its Way to the hotel’s front-desk clerk while checking in, I am then immediately showered with an almost reverent Kindles; an honoring of my Endeavor that I had rarely experienced up to that point – an honoring that would persist throughout the majority of the three days […]

Liminal Layover #02d (Madrid): An austerity of Lack … (August 06, 2019)

And this is the lavish manner that breakfast was laid before me every morning for all three days of my stay. It was frankly somewhat off-putting to be showered with such an opulence of both softness & sustenance after such a long road that was so often filled with hardness and hunger, and yet I […]

Liminal Layover #02e (Madrid): Meandering into Monica in Madrid … (August 06, 2019)

Hanging out in my room all day didn’t feel anything close to Right and neither did sitting and trying to write for hours in the hotel’s downstairs lobby, so I regularly ended up strolling the neighboring streets – to see what I could see, yes, and yet also to give (the local homeless) what I […]

Liminal Layover #02f (Madrid): Another familial Farewell … (August 08, 2019)

I am to this day not sure what Adam told the hotel staff when he made my reservation there, and yet there is nothing he could have relayed that could have explained the incredible generosity and overflowing acts of kindness they all showed me in every moment of my stay. From the extra off-the-menu dishes […]

Liminal Layover #03a (Brooklyn): Mellowing in the Middle … (August 09, 2019)

I arrived at the Madrid airport many hours before my flight was scheduled to depart, and so I hunkered down there easily & in ease – reading Christopher Moore’s Lamb, feeding the small flock of sparrows who were apparently living in the airport atrium, and gazing fondly at my fellow humans while lazily strolling through […]

Liminal Layover #03b (Brooklyn): Over the Halfway HOME … (August 09, 2019)

I boarded the plane without incident and got a bit emotional just prior to taking off – looking up at the map of Europe on the overhead video display and remembering just how far I’ve already come; how many wonder I’ve already witnessed; how many Soulmates I’ve already met; how many strangers I have inspired […]

Liminal Layover #03c (Brooklyn): Health once more in Abundance … (August 10, 2019)

For a pilgrim who was used to eating bread & pasta for days on end, it was delightfully wonderful to go shopping with Sam at the Park Slope Food Co-op, just as it was equally bizarre to reside in an abode brimming with vegan abundance at my whim & disposal … “When God’s all-Loving will […]

Liminal Layover #03d (Brooklyn): Lounging around in Love & Levity … (August 11, 2019)

While I was in truth exceedingly grateful to be offered a place where I could get over my jet-lag before walking onward, I really wasn’t into Sam & Matt’s almost avid recommendations for me to “see the sites” or “go out on the town” while I was there. That said, I did agree to go […]

Liminal Layover #03e (Brooklyn): Another solace-soaked Sanctuary … (August 12, 2019)

Sam & Matt were both working full-time jobs, and both their young children were in school, so I was left to myself for mush of the few days I was blessed to stay with them. And even though their abode rested snugly in the middle of hustle & bustle Brooklyn, there was still a great […]

Liminal Layover #03f (Brooklyn): Farewell to a next & fonder Family … (August 14, 2019)

That I deeply enjoyed my Brooklyn stay-over was clear to all beyond even the smallest semblance of doubt, and yet what was neither crystalline nor expected was one of the primary reasons why that joy came to be. For who could have thought that I would be blessed with so much sheer amusement from talking […]