Yes, “God bless with(in) [me]”, indeed! “There was a time when I did not know how to cherish sanctity, and had no understanding of the call to honor – even with the smallest of voices – the overly generous grace that ever surrounds us all. And so I chose to travel as many a Holy […]
I easily remembered this especially beautiful stretch of The Path from my 2008 pilgrimage here, and enjoyed sharing it with more than a few fellow pilgrims on this particularly glorious morning.* “Your own special Mission — which is nothing short of the fulfillment of your innate Divinity – is neither an external location to be […]
It was shortly thereafter that I caught up to Thomas & Nina – the latter of whom who was having painful trouble with her feet, and the former of whom who was gently helping to push her along The Path. This was another example of one of the things I loved the most about the […]
Well fail at times in life and we all fall into pitfalls along The Way. That said, the measure of our making is not in knowing those inevitable plummets, but rather in how we choose to respond to the same … “The only consolation in times of trial or darkness is that, though one could […]
And it was then that I pulled smoothly into the initial outskirts of the town of Los Arcos, where Mate and Fiona and I sat awhile together and reveled in an incredibly deep & heartfelt conversation about joy and self-sacrifice – about the innate power of replacing the commonplace temptations to “self love” & “self […]
We then rose & walked together into the center courtyard of Los Arcos proper, where we met up with Nina & Thomas and sat again awhile together – basking in the warmth of sincere friendship and our mutual gratitude for each other and The Path. And so it was that our revelry couldn’t help but […]
The nearby church in Los Arcos was closed for that afternoon’s siesta, and Fiona & Nina & Thomas had already since departed for their day’s end destination up ahead, so Mate & I finally decided to walk onward together – with him providing fine conversation, some lovely poetry (recited in both Hungarian & English), and […]
We marched smoothly into & through the town of Sansol, and eventually reached the larger hamlet of Torres del Rio, where Nina & Thomas & Fiona had already settled into their wayside hostel – both for the afternoon and the night. Mate & I knew we were to flow onward that day – and knew […]
We were still ensconced in the ghost-town-like silence of the Spanish siesta (when even many of the more popular Camino-side churches are locked up tight for the afternoon) and so onward we decide to walk through the hot & dry & dusty day (but only after Mate stopped at a street vendor’s truck to purchase […]
In times of greatest thirst, they are thankful for even a single drop of water … And in times of greatest heat, they are thankful for even the smallest slice of shade. “When my father-in-law was on his deathbed, I had a deeply intimate conversation with him – as it turned out, my last conversation […]
Another of the regular sightings on the Camino that I happened to personally appreciate were the various monuments, cairns, and memorials that a pilgrim was destined to see along The Way. Some of them were simple “I was here” or “This is the way” markers, some of them held a significance more mystical or spiritually […]
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