The highlight (besides the jacuzzi bathtub) was the Cruz del Ferro.
Yes, we climbed and climbed out of Rabanal to the Cruz. This as you see in the photo is a sacred point on the Camino
People have created the hill below the cross by leaving rocks and other symbolic objects over the ages. We did the same and will share that offline.
I walked today for all sentient beings. That makes it easy. And thought of our grand-daughter, Tennessee, for it is her birthday.
Actually I thought a lot about my parents' feet today. My father's feet ached in the same way that mine do. We are all flat footed. In fact , Sonya, Hazel, and I have the same feet, although mine are moving away from the pack!! Anyway I recall him coming home from work. He walked and carried a heavy mailbag. On concrete. All day . Once retired, he never cared to take a walk for pleasure. And my mother's feet. My oh my. Many of you know of what I speak. She walked for life in spite of them. Not in spite. i don't care for that term. She overcame every obstacle at any cost. That's better.
My feet are pampered inside beautiful boots with Superfeet. I have discovered Ibuprofen cream here! Craig massages them. And I am thankful for them.
A moment occurred at the Cruz. I noticed a couple standing there. Weeping quietly. They had their camera. As I walked towards them, they gestured to me at the same time. I took their camera . They stood together holding each other. I took the photograph. Handed back their camera. And we embraced. No words were shared. I cried softly for a while.
Life changes on a dime. There are moments when I feel its bigness. Only moments. Perhaps that is enough. We stitch those moments together as best we can and go on. Tears come ; hysterical laughter too. It's all the same.
I listened to Paulo Coehello's book about his Camino experience. He talks of three kinds of love: Eros, filial, and agape.
I walk and breathe in and out. It is enough.
Thank you for listening . I have not written much publically before. I am taking the risk to leave judgmental thoughts behind. And trust myself.
Oh and the weather's sunny and warm. Dinner as you can see was terrific with seafood soup, beef stew for Craig and the desserts.
Must also mention that the views are exceptional. Thyme and Spanish lavender grow by the path, vast arrays of purple heather in the distance.
Now it's time to start a new day as I sit here and watch the parade of peregrinos pass by. It's Saturday, May 11 as I write this.
Espero que bays bien.
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