Stephane and I had agreed to accompany one another on his pilgrimage’s final 12 km (I was in truth deeply honored that he asked me to do so), and it didn’t take long for the Camino to provide us with our first “magical” encounter – this time with these two lovely ladies from Spain; two […]
The conversation with Stephane proved to be as scintillating and as inspirational on our last day together as it had been during our first, and we bliss-fully shared those last miles of togetherness – sometimes giving each other space for solitude, and other times immersing each other in thoughts deeper & encouraging* … “I hold […]
One of the more subtle Joys of any pilgrimage was the regular opportunities it provided to see the “unusual” or the “stunning” or the “miraculous” or the “mystical” and then honor the same – sometimes with special stones placed reverently nearby, always with an effusion of almost-shocking wonderment at the enormous beauty of it all, […]
“The paths in front of us are sometimes seemingly singular and sometimes so numerous that it’s almost impossible to choose the proper one. And yet whenever the latter multiplicity rears itself before us, we can rather smoothly solve its challenge by remembering that it’s not the paths in front of us that matter. Rather, it’s […]
And so it was that Stephane & I finally arrived at the town of Zubiri, where Stephane treated me to a meal of my four favorite pilgrimage foods (fresh bread, bananas, dark/vegan chocolate, and coffee) and then bid me a truly heartfelt farewell as he checked into his pilgrimage’s final hostel (which happened to be […]
“The future is not some place we are searching for or going towards, but rather a state of being we are ever building and re-creating. The paths to our lives’ unique horizons are never found or happened upon – they are made … And realizing this, it is critical to remember that not all Right […]
Alone once more, I flowed onward with ease on this dry & dusty day — up and into the hamlet of Ilarratz (where I met and said my final farewells* to Diego from Argentina at the font located across from the St. Lucy’s Abbey), and then through the town of Eskirotz, whereafter Trevor from England […]
“It is not the path that you have trouble finding, my friend. For you have known your truer path since you were but dreaming of toddling into your very first step. No, it is actually courage you are searching for – the courage required to trust yourself ; to stop searching for a travel partner […]
And so it was that I passed by places of past reverie and recollection; sites of potent memory from my 2008 Camino pilgrimage – through the hamlet of Akerreta (where I had left a shrine to a dearly beloved), past a waterfall on the River Arga (where I had paused for a peaceful repast of […]
“It is inevitable that we will all – each & every one of us – leave a legacy behind; for the simple reason that life cannot be lived without leaving footprints as we walk it. In truth, whether we are the most powerful of women or the most inconsequential of men, we will all leave […]
There was a weird, openly distanced vibe as I then entered and flowed through the town of Irotz (where the hearts of the residents — peering coolly down upon me from their half-closed windows above – were as seemingly closed as the town’s church doors, which were solidly locked up tight), and yet I smiled […]
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