Today’s trek: Palas de Rei to Arzua
A few days ago I told a fellow pilgrim who was planning to get up super early to walk (in the dark and fog) that she should be cognizant that it would all be over soon and that in fact we would miss being on our adventure.
We do hurry a lot don’t we? We hurry our babies to walk and talk. We rush them and ourselves off to schools and work. We rush around hurriedly seemingly all the time.
And for what? The end of each day bring us a day closer to the end of our lives. Is that what we’re running toward?
This journey has been a little like that. Each day we rush to make our distance goal knowing that at the end of the day we are one day closer to finishing our trip.
The melancholy is starting to come up in conversations. Just like our end of life conversations we seek to make ourselves feel better knowing we aren’t alone.
But we kinda are, aren’t we?
We walk for hours, sometimes chatting with others, mostly walking quietly thinking, we are focused on the present. This luxury is about to end.
I will not waste a minute of it. I will rely on my prayer life to convey the gratitude I feel for this adventure. I will forever be grateful for this opportunity and the support of my family.
There is so much more I haven’t thought about. But worry about the lack of time left will not be my focus. I will enjoy the present and let time wash over me slowly and gently.
Marker by marker.
Siempre pa’ adelante!