Oh, how I remember my reentry from the Camino in 2014, years ago now but vivid like yesterday. And now I have reentry from reading a pilgrimage book. I guess I was really there “walking”.
Catalina my friend and art historian read all the way through my years of blog posts reported reentry symptoms on finishing. Same sort of deal where a description of an activity has the power to carry the reader away to that somewhere else place. I knew very little about this thousand mile trail from Canterbury to Rome beforehand and now I practically have the blisters.
In the acknowledgements of A Pilgrimage to Eternity the author gave kudos to two folks that helped out on the editing process that I know from St. John Vianney’s. I was so amazed by that striking so close to home. My friends John and Karen fired back an email answering mine that they had a modest role, well of course.
John in his email wrote, ”We thought he did a fine job of blending together a pilgrimage, a personal story and a faith odyssey.” He did indeed, that you could say with assurance. I for one was totally mesmerized by the whole deal.
If I could springboard on that, for my blog post’s benefit I would say that closely resembles my personal experience with my Camino. Things internal and external, old and new, earthly and heavenly seem to intertwine so tightly that they became my new self. Does that make some sense? Things intertwine on pilgrimage, that’s what they do. It all becomes very personal in the end. Just a thought from Felipé.
OK, thinking of you. Cris says that we are halfway to August and the 2020 Veranda gathering. I will trust her calculations.
Springboard loves, Felipé.