Gotta Get The Coffee Going, Gotta Get The Blog Going!

The ranch, June 1st 2018.

Yea, that was my very first thought upon awakening this morning, coffee then blog, in that order.  We are back!  Where is my checklist?  What’s next?  Ah, find mojo.  Yes, finding my mojo would be good.

We have been down for three weeks and last evening we, well mostly Nelson, reset the content of the blog back to where it was on May 7th and you will see that.  That was the report on our visit to the fourth century monastery St Savin.  I am not sure that was the very last day of the blog.  We might have lost a few days of material but we can regroup no problem and continue on.  And here we are, continuing on.

Let me say a few kind words to/about Nelson, my hero.  You know that I refrain from using last names here, just because.  I think our Way is more important than our Identity.  So Nelson shows up at the ranch last evening coming directly from the ferry after his day at work in the city.  And he says something like, “Well, let’s take a look.  The answer is going to be very easy or very hard.”  Ah!   Then before an hour is up we are looking at a successful outcome.  Yes, there is Caminoheads!  And I say, “Nelson how can I ever thank you?”  And he says in his own Nelson style, “Just keep doing what you are doing.” Yea, OK!

It is fortunate really that I didn’t have to start reporting about our Lourdes experience right from the get go.  The break down of our technology though unplanned was maybe a good thing.  I have unpacked enough of my memories and experiences now to make a good start at “explaining” Lourdes, at least my Lourdes.  That’s good, my Lourdes.

Please stay tuned to up coming days as we will be “reentering”  our common world with new eyes.  If the Camino was a teaching place then Lourdes must be a teaching place also.  If the Camino was life changing then Lourdes must be also.  What is it that we have learned and how do we put that to use?  How have we changed and what are the implications?

Well yes, and it is the first day of June.  The corn is five inches tall.  I am making a valiant attempt to keep the weeds down around it.  The sunflowers are up also.  They need more water right now.  Yup, I’m coming!

Love as always, Felipe.

12 thoughts on “Gotta Get The Coffee Going, Gotta Get The Blog Going!”

  1. Nelson: what a guy. Definitely moves to the beat of his own drum; seems to show up, armed and helpful, at just the right time. Really awesome.
    Missed this, but the gestation period between Lourdes and grasping significances sure seems, well, Providential, right? From out here, the wave of shared centered reflection is happily anticipated. Makes my shoulders drop.(!) So, you know already– just enjoy sharing with this scattered, diverse community. I always feel like we’re sitting across the table from each other when it’s caminohead time each day.
    Hey–I’m up again around the 10, 11, 12th? Or maybe the 6-7-8th?
    Lots to talk about. I miss you.
    I’m also fabulous with a hoe, as you know.

    1. Steve ~ yes check in when you get up here. Guest room always open. Yes, I need help on the weeds in the corn. Phil.

  2. Yeah, I have missed this Camino! Thanks to Nelson, our Felipe is back! Looking forward to your reflections on Lourdes!

    1. Carol ~ yes, I missed this Camino also. Maybe it was a reminder of how delicate some things are. There is always the mistake of taking things for granted. But here we are, it’s a brand new day! Miss you, Felipe.x

  3. …and sometimes we are taken off the mountain top to reflect… in the valley. Welcome Back Peregrino Cotter! Xo

    1. Hey Sherie ~ how are you? When are you guys getting back up to the neighborhood? Still have your work gloves at the ready. Felipe.x

      1. Felipe and My Rebecca, Been asking the Tacomaites when Gramma’s Room is ready…I’m SO ready. You two will be the first to know! And, keep my gloves handy, free from critters, please. Xoxo, S

        1. Sherie ~ no critters around here. Recently read a book that one of the Caminoheads gave me called Hardscrabble. It was about this fellow who owned some worn out farm land in Texas and was trying to rebuild it. He referred to himself as the Head Varmint. See the resemblance? Felipe.x

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