The first thing that hit me when I stepped off into the morning mist was the exhilarating feeling of utter freedom overlaying the need to walk towards Santiago. i had scheduled the first 2 days. That went out the window when Air Canada said they would be able to get my checked bag in Estrella my second stop. It became my first stop that then turned to a disastrous, yet exhilarating night, in a doorway,of an Albergue in the town of Bizkerette, in the foothills of the Pyrenees. 2am 38km
The next 11 days have been first, an immersive sensory spectacular, second, immensely spiritual.
Every emotion, every question, has been felt, asked. I have turned over my longings, my obligations, my dreams, and my fears. I am letting them go.
The Principles of Adult Behaivoir (John Barlow) have been large in my mind. The reduction of the first personal pronoun and the need to be patient and listen are becoming real. The Camino, through the long stretches that I walk alone, has provided the true anvil in which to hammer change into a soul.
The drumming of one foot in front of the other, pounding out the miles spent in your brain.
The Change is also with the Pilgrims. The people, what you see of you in them and them in you, becomes
necessary to understanding your own evolution.
My walking amigo, Isidoro commented today about how he is more outgoing on the Camino. That is something we all are experiencing by shared pain and path. We all change wether we like it or not.
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