It is a gruelling journey
you push past all limits
you tire so often every day
your fears are pushed to the shadows
the exhaustion takes away the doubts
Three dogs bark up ahead on the trail
and you bang your walking sticks down as hard as you can
you talk to yourself ‘Just come near me, I’m invincible’
and your dreams are gone to somewhere you can’t find
the nights are for healing and rest, not for dreaming
That man coming towards you with a tall shadow and pack
he might rob you or rape you or assault you in another way
and the only weapons you have are your mind and your sticks
but your mind is set on Santiago and the incense burner
and mass with holy people all around, including you in the circle
Yes, I’m writing a book about my month walking the camino de Santiago. And I need your help!
A title needs to be catchy…and if you know me it has to be funny. Which do you like? Vote by leaving me your favorite.
1. I lost my double chin on the camino
2. I hate hills! But I love the camino!
3. Walking the camino is for the birds…and ME!
4. How much farther to the next town?
5. Why did I decide to walk the camino? Will someone please tell me?
It really amazes me how my plans to walk the camino in Northern Spain
have changed my life in so many ways.
I’ve joined a gym and started learning zumba
and my muscles are tightening up and the fat is decreasing.
I’ve met a lady who is going to teach me Spanish so that I
can enjoy talking to the locals in Northern Spain.
I’ve been reading books about the camino experience of others and
I’ve watched The Way and many videos on youtube to help me understand the trail.
So whether I ever get to walk the 800 km or not
in my mind I’m already there in so many ways that matter.
Map of the way of St James In Europe
You sleep so peacefully , little one
Your hands clenched as if ready for battle
What are your dreams?
Do you fight off monsters as you nap?
Are faces of mommy and daddy there in your thoughts
Rest easy, tiny one, for your body is growing each second
Your parents watch your little twitches and have big dreams for you as you sleep
There is something about a dull day
all grey and serene that makes me move
While the sunny days make me go too fast
and often be a little careless
The dull days egg me on to make something better
to brighten up my home and my friends’ outlooks
It’s like the opposite effect from what you’d expect
no lying around dead as a door knob or sleeping too long
I’m more alert when the world seems serene
and a book or a movie just won’t suffice
I need to get going before the day wanes away
and I can’t get it back!
I have to say
I’m not that happy today
even though my trip to the dentist went okay
He seemed amazed to see
my mouthful of fillings that are part of me
have no obvious cavity
No flossing at all
takes my time or makes me stall
but the scraping of metal against my teeth nearly makes me ball
Each trip to my dentist makes me vow
that this time I’ll floss and I’ll really learn how
to eat good grub
and drink healthy fluids as my finances allow
The two floated into my sight yesterday
White as anything I’d ever seen before
Like two slabs of vanilla ice cream
Sitting silently among the grayness of broken waves
With seabirds perching for a break from flight and hunting
And a few souls in small boats coasting alongside