Year Two of our trek along the ancient pilgrimage trail to St. James of Compostella Cathedral in Spain. We were a GROUP this year, and so didn’t spent quite so much time meditating on the Inner Life. But we got to spend more time sharing the road.
A pilgrimage is as much a trip into oneself as it is a trip through a landscape. The nights and mornings with other travelers were balanced by the hours of solitary walking. The laughter and comraderie set alongside the breathing, the cadence, the crunch of the boots on the trail.