My last morning

As I walk this morning, I realize that these are the last 10 km's of this trip. My last camino forest paths and costal views.
A sadness fills me. Something comes to an end, something new begins.
As I walk this morning I am again listening to "the five invitations" by Frank Ostaseski from the San Francisco Zen Hospice project on life and death. Through the trees I see the sea as he reads on "compassion" and "Empathy" and speaks the words:
"Each of us is an Individual wave, absolutely unique, and yet inseparable from the whole, all in the same ocean".
These words go deep.Baca lagi