The Camino Day 2 – Roncesvalles
Took a bus the first day over the Pyrenees into Spain. I would have liked to walk the 13 miles up 4757 feet, but I have Achilles tendon injuries. Such a start would probably end my hike before it started.…
Took a bus the first day over the Pyrenees into Spain. I would have liked to walk the 13 miles up 4757 feet, but I have Achilles tendon injuries. Such a start would probably end my hike before it started.…
My train was late and I arrived at 11 pm, in the rain, not knowing my way around. While still on the train I watched two young men prepare their backpacks and themselves for rain. I checked the weather report…
In advance of hiking the Camino de Santiago, I spent three days in Paris, France before taking the train to St. Jean Pied de Port at the foot of the Pyrenees to begin. David and I had visited Spain and…
In Post Falls, Idaho, ready to start my journey on the 483-mile Camino de Santiago across northern Spain. Everything I’ll take with me is on my back. It has been one year since I made the trip. I invite you…
Aerate the soul. That’s what I heard this morning as I was meditating. Specifically, the Lord told me that meditating is like aerating the soul. What a beautiful image! Wonderful thought! Now, what does that mean? I’m taken to my…
“Lord,” I say and then pause, not knowing what to ask, what to comment, where to go with this. I only know a longing to talk with him and to hear his guiding voice. I sit in silence and come…