So, I've been feeling a little restless during the last few weeks. Not an uncommon feeling for me. And, because of the beautiful way in which my life has unfolded up to this point...and the inseparable part that the Camino de Santiago has played in that process, I've been feeling a call to walk the… Continue reading The Little Things that make our Days…
So last weekend I found myself in Mass again. Yes, I know, it's curious...to me also...how often I seem to attend Mass, for someone who doesn't consider herself religious. But there it is. I listen to that voice inside...the voice of the Heart... and, when it says "Go to Mass today" I go...and usually I… Continue reading Hidden Talents…
“Are you religious?”. It’s a question that I hear most often on the Camino than anywhere else. And much more often than “What do you do for a living?”. Why? Because what we do for a living is a factual subject, a safe subject, a coffee-shop-pub-and-bar subject. Whereas whether or not you believe in God;… Continue reading This is my Truth, Tell me Yours…
Today is the day after Christmas, "Boxing Day" as it's called in the United Kingdom. It's a public holiday in that country and also in Cyprus, the country where I was born, because Cyprus was a British Colony, and it chose to retain that inherited holiday on independence day. I now live in Spain ,… Continue reading Worth repeating…
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…
Angels lend their wings to the seeker of knowledge - Moorish proverb A young man knocked at the door of the (still closed) church hostel this week and asked if he could stay. He was Julien, a French pilgrim who has spent the last few years living in Japan and is now walking the Camino… Continue reading Where there´s a will…
In 2018 I did something back-to-front, I walked the pilgrimage path of the Camino de Santiago backwards. Starting from Spain's most Westerly coastal town of Muxia, I crossed the country from West to East, via Santiago de Compostela, and into France through the Pyreneean mountain range, which acts as a border between the two countries… Continue reading The Way of the Rose & the Alchemist’s house
La Casa de Paz 