I almost skipped my entry for today - it’s just a mostly quiet, inward time, and not going to be interesting to you my family and friends, I think. But, a couple things came to mind.
For one, I had the always lovely Camino experience of stepping into the next bar where you will again sit, rest, and drink coffee, and was unexpectedly and warmly greeted by a couple I met the very first night in St. Jean! We were so pleased to reconnect! And five minutes later I hear “Allison!” and it’s Belinda, who I last saw maybe a week ago, when she was struggling so much I thought she might have to head home. But no, here she was, and again, we were so pleased to meet back up and exchange news. So write a nexus in that little bar.
And for myself I’m deep into a book called The Wisdom Jesus. So well timed and helpful to me as I walk the Meseta and also walk through Holy Week. Give me lots to ponder as I walk.
Today was mostly rainy and windy, not super conducive to photo taking, but of course I took a few. I was happy the sizeable hailI saw in the frosty grass did not fall on me.Les mer
ReisendeIs it the Meseta or just enough time on the path that seems to turn strangers briefly met early on into coevals a week or three later? It seems like a pattern in the father/son Camino account I'm currently reading as well.
ReisendeIt’s not the Meseta per se. It really seems to start quite early on. I think because everyone is out of their comfort zone and trying to figure it out. And because we are passing each other again and again, we become what is familiar in the midst of the constantly changing setting.
ReisendeI love knowing that all these connections made can recur along the way each week.
ReisendeIs it the Meseta or just enough time on the path that seems to turn strangers briefly met early on into coevals a week or three later? It seems like a pattern in the father/son Camino account I'm currently reading as well.
ReisendeIt’s not the Meseta per se. It really seems to start quite early on. I think because everyone is out of their comfort zone and trying to figure it out. And because we are passing each other again and again, we become what is familiar in the midst of the constantly changing setting.