I think that is kind of like working in your pajamas but yea here we are. I woke up in one of those anxious modes (moods maybe) when I am spinning my wheels with all the thoughts of things that need to get done, or it would be nice to get done or things that I want to do vs all that. Yuk. I ate some breakfast and retreated to the hammock.

And what should happen? Popping out of the funk of my morning is Our Anamaria on Instant Messaging all the way from Madrid. Here I am outside in the hammock rolled up I my Camino sleeping bag out under a threatening sky at a time half way to winter. Sort of a mini of my life and I could dwell on that but who should walk in (electronically speaking) but the Princess of Viana just at this time. Ah, I am blessed.

So we messaged back and forth for half an hour and I got a rough idea of her latest Camino experience. She sent some nice pics. So we will soon put together a post on the POV’s solo across the Meseta for you.

A couple of days ago we did the Rule of Exceptions post and two tremendous comments came in on that. Look those up if you haven’t yet. Going to the next level here at Caminoheads when we get on this wavelength. So have been thinking about exceptions and miracles since. And this morning as I stumbled around the kitchen I came across this quote attributed to Uncle Al that I have taped up to a cupboard: “There are only two ways to live you life: one is though nothing is a miracle; the other is as though everything is a miracle.” Albert Einstein.

Well, doesn’t that seem to snuggle into the conversation so well. And somehow from a heavy hitter like Uncle Al I can lean on it more than the usual quote. Somewhere out there in the universe there is a place where the hard cold facts of science kiss the warm spirit of God and all is well. Uncle Al has been to that place I think or close enough to it to live and come back.

I’m weeping, I know that this is a good blog, love you, Don Felipe.