One of the more common oddities on the Camino (in Switzerland & Spain more than in France) was the abject unreliability of “miles to go” markers erected along the route. In truth there were only a handful of times on the entire Walk when I distinctly remember being happily surprised at the accuracy of these […]
It was rare indeed to find sincerely loving Spirit within the walls of any church. Indeed, far more often than not, those same religious enclaves were home to restrictive dogmas and condemnatory accusations and bigot-written verses and conditional (ie non-loving) love. And yet here in Hontanas the opposite was blessedly true – with a significant […]
More evidence that the church in Hontanaas was indeed a truly Holy Place was found in this placard that was hung large & bold upon its northern wall – a placard that honored not only the Christianity-affiliated saints of Mother Teresa*, Desmond Tutu, Martin Luther, St. Francis of Assisi, Martin Luther King Jr, and Brother […]
I am still not sure that the same was a premonition of sorts, warning me that Hontanas was not going to be as potent a megaphone for The Way my walk was intended to share as I had originally hoped it would be, and yet it is worth noting that this particular hostel was one […]
Emma, purportedly enamored by my Message of selfless love, had invited me to not only stay overnight in her hostel but to remain for another full day in town as well – while she attempted to arrange a few places for me to offer my presentation on Re-Discovering Peace to the surrounding community. Now I […]
I spent most of the early afternoon sitting at one of the hostel’s cafe tables directly alongside The Way, and as a consequence was able to see – and call out to, and warmly greet – a number of my previous pilgrimage compatriots. The three ladies from London (Laura, Frances, and Louise), traveling mendicants Victor […]
Whether rising to look down upon a place from above or looking close at the glorious minutia within, there is always Beauty to be found by those willing to sincerely seek the same … “When our eyes are graced with wonder, the world reveals its wonders to us. There are people who see only dullness […]
The “vibe” in this beautiful town had been just a bit “off” ever since my arrival – not at all related to the wonderful interactions I was blessed to share with so many of my fellow pilgrims, but more related to there being no clear Task at hand – no clear thing for me to […]
How thankful I was a bit later that day when Father Fran asked me to come over to his hostel once more to help two fellow mendicants (Bogdan & “Micha” – recently homeless Spaniards who were living at the hostel for a time) with a humble task they were fulfilling for the church. And then, […]
Emma had not been able to organize any “official” room or locale in which the requested Peace Presentation could take place, nor had she been able to make any fliers or even significantly spread the word about the event, and yet none of that mattered to me in the slightest. I simply set up shop […]
And so it was that this next newest day came to another Peace-filled close – sitting in solitude in a sunbeam flowing through the open hostel door, partaking of yet another gifted meal that was created cruelty-free and offered in loving kindness, walking up to the hill overlooking town and gazing down on the soon-to-be […]
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