* insert 700km in the space 🙂
We arrive in morning quiet and meet our guardian angel.
What you do when you arrive. The whole process.
Mass and the final celebrations!
I couldn’t stop smiling as I read this entry, bringing back everything about the final day of the pilgrimage, from our pixie helper who always popped up at the right time, to the picture you drew of me writing a poem by our window. It was such a full day, with that mass being something else altogether. I shall never forget the angelic, soaring voice of that nun, nor the fun of the Celtic band getting all of our feet stomping in the bar behind the cathedral. In particular, I can reflect now and wholeheartedly agree that it was indeed a physical challenge and a spiritual quest, where I discovered truth, I grew and developed and uncovered beauty, in others, in nature and even in myself.
Now you’re being honest and deep! Agreed, it was a pretty special experience. I’d recommend El Camino to anyone.
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