Last week I visited Poland for the first time. I went there to talk at a travel festival... ...and this was my presentation: "I first met Tomasz (who's organised this festival) 10 years ago on the Camino de Santiago in Spain. We met in a misty wood the evening before we both arrived in Santiago. … Continue reading Signposts for Another Way
Tag: Life
Home thoughts from abroad: Take 2
Five years ago I posted a blog piece entitled 'Home thoughts from abroad'. At the time I was confined to an AirBnB apartment in the city of Logroño, on the Camino de Santiago in Spain. I was confined because it was the first Covid lockdown of 2020, I was waiting to continue my camino and,… Continue reading Home thoughts from abroad: Take 2
Path of Peace…
In March 2020 the Camino brought me to the city of Logroño in Spain, and the COVID lockdown kept me here until the end of June that year. That happenstance, coincidence or act of Divine Providence (depending on how we view life and what happens to us within it) enabled me to meet and spend… Continue reading Path of Peace…
I’m going to tell you a story…
...it's entirely true. Not one single part of it is made up, elaborated, exaggerated or false. I always felt that it was an experience that was deeply personal, private and meant only for me. But the older I become, the more I wonder about such things. I wonder if we're meant to share everything that… Continue reading I’m going to tell you a story…
Where no-one is harried and nothing is forced…
As we move towards the end of the year, and the season of Advent, I've been reflecting on how this year began for me, when I spent 3 months living in (and taking care of) the home of a friend in the tiny village of Molinaseca on the Camino de Santiago in Spain. That settled… Continue reading Where no-one is harried and nothing is forced…
Why I go down to the river…
We're experiencing a heatwave in Spain at the moment, with record temperatures announced each day in the town where I'm currently living, and a 'record-record' reached yesterday, as we tipped over into the 40-degree-plus celsius realm. The mornings are still comparatively cool (in the low 20's) but, from 2pm onwards, the temperature gradually climbs, shutters… Continue reading Why I go down to the river…
The Rosebush…
Yesterday I received, not for the first time, a life-giving lesson in the powerful and ever-present reality of the quality of Grace. How it lives within each of us. How each of us has the power to use it gently, kindly, wisely, consciously, as part of our own way of being, through our own choice… Continue reading The Rosebush…
Listen…
This is how it is for me... It´s the thing that makes sense of the nonsensical and shifts the darkest cloud on the dullest day. It blows aside confusion with the whisper of a breeze; so gentle that it´s almost imperceptible; and yet so powerful that it moves a mountain of anxiety in a moment… Continue reading Listen…
A Presence that Continues…
Everything is Sacred For a number of years now, long before I accepted that I am (and have always been) a Christian at heart, I´ve subscribed to a weekly email service from The Centre for Action and Contemplation; founded by Franciscan Friar Richard Rohr. A friend sent me some reflective pieces that appeared on the… Continue reading A Presence that Continues…
The Melt
The day will come when you and I will cease to be. And all that was said, and thought, and done will melt to nothing. And in that moment of returning to the earth again, as water, - Heaven sent, momentary, lingering ... in this space that lies between - some of us may pause… Continue reading The Melt
