A multitude of Jennifers are here with us. It seems like more but there are really only two but they are heavy hitters. One is here with me and one is with PFJuan in his network. So I received this work from PFJuan and from His Jennifer. I think she wrote it but I don’t know for sure. But whoever wrote it, well done, you left me in a puddle.
“The ﬁne art of pilgrimage, warm manchego, honey, bread, and red wine, will sustain us through many days. Breaking bread with fellow pilgrims, drinking in views over the Pyrenees, with clinking cattle and sheep bells. Cafe con leche, toast and jam, red table in the sun next to the road, feels like an old Michener novel. End of day climb aching for rest, a gift… a bed at a monastery, next to an open window. A window with a cool night breeze, sleep will come with the hourly church bells, then wake to the crowing roosters. There will be sacriﬁce and pain and there will be, “WHY am I doing this?”, for the magic, Pilgrim, for the magic! And the pilgrimage continues, we are all just walking each other home. The Way… where the soul meets the road. – Jennifer xo”
“where the soul meets the road”, wow! I’d give my left arm to write stuff like that. Well, I’m sorry to put that piece up without permission but you guys know me well enough by now that nothing much is safe. If I like it and I think that you will like it then it’s on the blog.
“we are all just walking each other home”, how about that?!? I am just overcome with emotion. I haven’t felt this pierced since my reentry days. Our Jennifer and I were talking about this subject today although we used other words. Same day and I am getting hit with both Jennifers.
For the magic, love, Felipe.