Walking the Camino's Way

―I always loved being in the tent when it rained at Girl Scout camp. Now I know what
it is like to be a walking tent … Rain and cold and wind all day and my pace was the fastest
yet just to keep me warm and trying to get to a shelter. In the midst of the challenge, a
gorgeous rainbow, beautiful art in a hidden rest stop and my laughter at the craziness and
God laughed back. Dreamed all day of the shelter with hot showers and of course got cold
showers. Uhmmmm - even my Teva sandals broke in the mud. Found that a wheat field
called to me and said walk here it is easier than carrying a pound of mud on each foot.
Helped a friend whose knee gave out and she has returned home to France. Many people we
started with have left due to most people doing just several weeks a year from different
places in Europe.‖ ~ Suzanna
October 08, 2008 … Reborn Within
The storks here keep reminding me of that famous myth of the stork that brings
babies to families; a myth that is as prevalent in Europe as it is in the States. This got
me to thinking not only about the metaphors involved (namely, that our own rebirth
doesn‘t come from ―somewhere else‖ either, but rather from within) — but also about the
pilgrims I had met from all over the world … To that end, here is a list of the
nationalities of the pilgrims I met on my Camino: Canada, Quebec, USA, Mexico,
Brazil, Uruguay, Bolivia, Norway, Sweden, Denmark, Poland, Czech Republic,
Slovakia, Germany, Belgium, Luxembourg, Holland, England, Ireland, France,
Switzerland, Austria, Italy, Spain, Portugal, Romania, Hungary, Croatia, Malta,
Mallorca, Japan, South Korea, Australia, New Zealand, Israel & South Africa …
―The richness of the human journey
is here. Listen. Pass it on, so that there
will not fall from our future the
enchantment that begins with the honored
words: Once upon a time, long ago and
far away, in a deep forest, there lived a
child – like you.‖ ~ anonymous
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