I had no idea that it would be this hard—not excruciating—but I'm aware of footcare and muscles each kilometer. It makes me wonder at the miracle of survival and of the many angels on the road. Paulina, a stranger invited me to dance. I managed one dance and late that...
Coming down the steep hill on our second day into the town of Zubiri, I blew out my left knee. On our fourth day, leaving Pamplona, we climbed El Alto del Perdón (the height of forgiveness), with the beautiful iron statues of perigrinos (pilgrims) past. Climbing down...
We left Pamploma today, famous for the annual running of the Bulls down the center of the old city. The walk was especcially beautiful with rolling hills on both sides of el Camino. The pastoral land of sheep and cattle of the last three days has given way to corn and...
How is our journey a travel of ministry and not just a tour? We start today on the pilgrimage to Santiago. I am asking Spirit to guide my feet. Each action, small or large, is done with consciousness. Traveling as a Quaker includes three stages of the journey: 1)...
My neighbor Jude and I spoke across a raspberry patch. Prickly sucklings run between our fence. The honeybees buzzed, the day floating down on us like rose petals. Wait. Honeybees? Why was Jude watering the raspberries? I finished eating all those red dollops of...
We had planned to leave Cambridge on Monday morning, soon after I finished a conference call that could not be rescheduled. After a whirlwind pack up and clean, we finally left the house at 4:45pm. We arrived very late that night at Minga's parents home on Maryland's...
Are you all ready? Have you packed everything you need? Written your last will and testament? Yes and No. It’s true that Jonathan and I are embarking on a 10 month journey taking us half-way around the planet. Baltimore to Denver to Seville to Jerusalem to Kigali to...