Following Your Heart, an Interview
Hello y’all, I was interviewed about my book, Keep Walking, Your Heart Will Catch Up, for a podcast. Here’s the link:
Hello y’all, I was interviewed about my book, Keep Walking, Your Heart Will Catch Up, for a podcast. Here’s the link:
Words. Words sometimes fall like leaves falling from a tree. Slowly and steadily, a gentle breeze nudges them loose from a branch. I collect them and save them. Sometimes they back up and begin to fall over one another like…
Dear Time, If I could hold you in my hands I would do so gently. I would caress the curves in which you weave time and space and story and lives. I would trace my finger over each curve, thankful…
Hello my friends, Keep Walking, Your Heart Will Catch Up (my new book) was reviewed on December 15 by JD Jung at Underrated Reads. I’m all smiles! You can read it here: Blessings to you — Cathay
Hello there! I haven’t posted in quite a while, but that’s about to change. In January I will return to weekly posts — hopefully just enough to inspire and entertain you, but not so much as to bore you. Meanwhile,…
I left Santiago de Compostela in Spain and traveled by bus to spend three days in Lisbon, Portugal before returning home. Here is a video recap of those days. This ends my reminiscing last year’s hike on the Camino de…
Amy is taking a bus to Porto, Portugal on August 14, the same day I have a bus ticket to Lisbon, Portugal. Through email contact, we’re happy to learn that our buses depart within a half hour of each other.…
I feel a surge of joy and pride as I stand at the counter, before the officer. I watch him examine my pilgrim’s passport filled with the stamps which document my journey. I feel accomplishment as he prints my name…
“What? One more hill? I hadn’t realize that,” I say in dismay when a young man tells me there’s one more hill in these last six miles. We laugh and keep moving. We have to ascend Monte de Gozo (Mountain…
I walk behind this couple for a ways and admire the obvious love they share. The tender way they hold hands. I invade their intimacy by snapping a picture. I can’t resist. Then I quicken my gait to catch up…