I only just made it over the bridge when a white van pulls over in front of me and a nice young man – Shemuel – gets out and asks about my Walk. I tell him of the same and he is enthusiastically impressed, and he invites me to ride a short distance with him […]
I arrived in the town of Castetnau-Camblong and paused inside the local church. It was a lovely building, to be sure, and an aura of peace emanated from its walls, and yet it wasn’t the time for rest or reflection or a refreshment of resolve. It seemed as though the sacred was thick and warm […]
“One thing is certain: just as you must walk and create the way by your walking, so too must you Love, and recreate your life in your loving. And just as you will never find a path worth walking that is ready-made, so too will you never find a love worth loving that is comfortable […]
About an hour and half afterwards I came across “Les Jardins des Reves” (The Garden of Dreams)* – lovely pathside rest-stop – and decided to stop in for some water and maybe to sit a bit in the shade. No other pilgrims were present at the time, and I was blessed to know more than […]
“It is a simple and inarguable Truth that we all have but one life to live, and that as such our life story – whether retold or directly witnessed – should inspire others, just as the journey should inspire you … And it is this greater Clarity that repositions your mindset and inspires you to […]
I was a bit fatigued and overheated when I pulled into the outskirts of the town of Charre, and was overly blessed to come across yet another perfectly place pathside donativo – this one nestled cozily into the garage of Thierry & Celine Duhau*, a couple who had apparently lost their daughter at some point […]
“It is inevitable that we will leave a legacy simply because we cannot walk through life without leaving indelible footprints wherever we tread. As such, it is wise indeed to deeply consider the path one is walking while making said prints … I think that the greatest trick in life, then – wherever you are […]
I walked onward and upward that afternoon, finally arriving in the town of Aroue, where I greeted Jean Marc (who had arrived before me and already checked me in) with a hug, enjoyed a lovely warm shower, and then hung out in the hostel garden and powerfully witnessed my Walk and its Way of Peace […]
The church in Aroue was already closed that day when I arrived, and yet I was informed by a fellow pilgrim that night about the location of its main key (which was hidden near its back door in an accompanying courtyard), and was able the next morning to appreciate its inner Beauty – and then […]
After yet another fantastic night’s sleep (though apparently I was snoring once again – this time along with two of my other roommates) and a light but lovely breakfast, I was once again back on the mellow, misty Way … “The reason your life has until now weaved & wandered to nowhere is ultimately due […]
“The single greatest lesson the garden teaches is that our relationship to the planet need never be zero-sum, and that as long as the Sun still shines and people can still plan and plant, think and do, then we can, if we but bother to try, find ways to provide for ourselves without diminishing the […]
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