Four years ago now Kelly and Rick and I were putting the finishing touches on our training before our big adventure in Spain, time was getting short. I guess we are having fun since time is flying so. And Caminoheads the blog is cruising on in that four years doing what it does best, keeping the flame of the Way going. And the documentary film Phil’s Camino has a life of it’s own doing what it does best, inspiring those that need it. And that effort has morphed into the hour long version Phil’s Camino, So Far So Good. Alperfect once again.
Just like on the Camino it is better to think about the miles that you have accomplished than to dwell on how many more you have to go and how that will happen. I really don’t know where all this is going, this effort of ours. Well, other than ultimately, “This train is bound for glory!” We know that. But I think that Caminoheads instead of a movement toward a goal or an effort designed to accomplish something is more of a zone to be in. A place to be, a sanctuary as our friend Terry Hershey calls it. Lately we have been using the word neighborhood, thank you Mr Rogers.
A place to be. A place to be at the tapas table again. Ah, that brings a tear. No big explanation needed there. We are grateful that somehow we were called to be a part of this.
And at the same time it is not some sort of exclusive club. We don’t say that we are somehow special. This Camino dust that we have been inoculated with is free for anyone everywhere, at any time.
And then the trail here at Raven Ranch is another part of this neighborhood. It lives on because it seems to fulfill what we need, what we have been waiting for. Always ready for us to thread on it’s back.
I guess that I needed this today, to look back at where we have come, the miles already walked. Always remembering though that it is this present moment that is most important, that is the address of the neighborhood where we want to be.
A long way dusty loves, Felipe.