We have a walk later today and we are on the last few kilometers of your trek across Spain. It’s been a long walk but we are still smiling. It’s soggy winter but we are still joking. It is unsettled times in the news but we have a certain stability. We have no money but the Camino provides. We buoy each other up when we need it. We walk maybe when we don’t feel like it and it always ends up good. We invite people to come and very few do but that’s OK, I know they are thinking about us. We tell stories that need telling. We ask questions that need asking.
So, here we are with nothing else to do but be together. It’s not a holiday we don’t have to get prepared or have to cook a big meal. It’s not snowing or raining heavily, nothing to worry about from the weather. The Super Bowl nor the Stanley Cup nor the World Series are happening. If there is a meteor shower coming it will probably be cloudy and go unseen. Nothing much is going on right now anywhere near here in time or space to distract us.
Alone we might feel lonely. Together we will fill our time together no problem and pledge to meet again. We will walk and not notice the discomforts. Miles and kilometers will fly by like a brisk wind. We won’t have time for the small stuff and life will seem good.
Come walk, love, Felipe.
Querido Felipe,
This post touched me tonight… The walking of those last kilometers in the Camino… those last few days… nothing really happened then in terms of “knowing” what was going in the world, but on our inside, this feeling of contentment with our own life (the one we lived and/or the one we were planning to start living) fully embodying… I catch myself many times hoping to feel spectacular… as if feeling content is not enough… however, it is in that quiet “normal” walking (in life) moment when we are more available to appreciate what surrounds us and who surrounds us.
I have these lines from David Whyte in my wall…
“This is the bright home
in which I live,
this is where
I ask
my friends
to come,
this is where I want
to love all the things
it has taken me so long
to learn to love.
This is the temple
of my adult aloneness
and I belong
to that aloneness
as I belong to my life.”
In this “normalcy” is where I want to love, and at some point it is to this “normalcy” that “it has taken me so long” to arrive….
ohhhh how I would love to be closer to go an walk!!!
Many hugs (very warm… it is a heavy summer day here, not for a city!)
Love
Cris
Cris ~ we are having breakfast for dinner tonight. Do you ever do that in South America? Just a silly thing that is happening at our house. I like your words along with David Whyte’s. Keep on, Felipe.x
Good morning then!!! LOL!
We do! Actually I do it a lot in winter myself… living on my own is an invitation for a comfy tea, toasts, jam, and a hot bottle (considering I might do this already under the blankets!!!)
xoxo