Monday now and walking in a little while. This morning is cloudy and wet. But yesterday afternoon’s walk was perfect weather wise. And so glad because we had a crowd, eight folks showed up and then myself for a gaggle of nine. We walked and talked and joked and prayed.

I am not going to use names because sometimes life is delicate and things are balanced ever so gently. Well OK, I will break my rules right away by saying that Catherine and Dana were here and ever so solid and always enjoy them and profit and learn something from them. But the main reason for the rest of the folks being here was that there was a death so very recently and people had come from afar to be here on Vashon to grieve and help out. And that whole ensemble in all its beauty was here to walk. And we enveloped them without the least awkwardness like we were old hands at this kind of pain.

And we had wine and tapas inside and watched Phil’s Camino. I hadn’t seen it in a long time and I laughed and choked up more than usual. And you know how it is with pilgrims, we have learned to laugh and cry at the same time with the way life is.

Yea, life gets better and we get better at life somehow. I am off to walk this soggy morning. Maybe some hearty pilgrim will show up to be with me.

Make the most of it loves, Felipe.