Speed and Size

I realize that everyone has a different pace, for whatever reason, be it leg size or just pure hurry. I have been blessed with the gift of patience on this trip. I´m not usually the most patient person, but on this journey I have learned great patience. I am stunned at the number of people who rush by me every day. In the beginning, even though I was going fairly slow I still was waking up hours before dawn and making my way in the dark to insure I had a bed for the night. My mentality has changed. 1: if I walk in the dark in the early morning I have a high chance of tripping on something and hurting myself, or getting lost because of non-visable way-markers. 2: the Camino will always take care of me...if there is not a bed at one, there will be somewhere. There is not point in worrying. 3: if I rush the whole day I´ll arrive at my destination super early, and have a zillion hours it seems to do nothing. NO POINT! This walk is all about the journey, not about getting there first. I take my time during the day, because what am I rushing for? My walking time is my time with God, and why on Earth would I want to cut that short?!

Another thing I have realized is that although the big cities we come across on the way are beautiful, and someday I´d actually like to visit them, I´m in a completely different frame of mind while on THE CAMINO, and have little to no interest in exploring them. Now some of you may think that it´s crazy to be passing by all these beautiful and historic cities without taking a look, but I came here to learn about myself and my God. I think that is why I rarely wander in to a Cathedral. Although they are grand and luxurious, I find something off about them. It´s almost like they disconnect me from the intent of this trip. Burgos was a tough city...tons of tourists, and rich Spanish people shopping, and drinking and looking at the sites. I spent most of the day in bed.

New things every day.

Vaya con Dios