Wednesday, January 20, 2016


 Between work and my new medication,
I have the energy to do this:

But I have plans to see this
 and this
 and go here
 with him.

Trouble is that to get there,
I have to navigate multiple flights 
and then tackle this.
Good grief!

I have NO doubt the trip will be worth it,
but it gives this tired homebody
pause ...

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Direct to my Pilgrims heart

I can't even begin to tell you how much I needed this.

It appeared, as so many gifts do, completely out of the blue.

A reminder from a friend ...
a reminder of lessons -
hard learned -
that I swore I'd never forget

and have

in the tug and pull 
of every day life.

Camino lessons.

For Those Who Have Far to Travel 
A Blessing for Epiphany 

If you could see
the journey whole,
you might never
undertake it,
might never dare
the first step
that propels you
from the place
you have known
toward the place
you know not. 

Call it
one of the mercies
of the road:
that we see it
only by stages
as it opens
before us,
as it comes into
our keeping,
step by
single step. 

There is nothing
for it
but to go,
and by our going
take the vows
the pilgrim takes:

 to be faithful to
the next step;

to rely on more
than the map;
to heed the signposts
of intuition and dream;
to follow the star
that only you
will recognize; 

to keep an open eye
for the wonders that
attend the path;
to press on
beyond distractions,
beyond fatigue,
beyond what would
tempt you
from the way. 

There are vows
that only you
will know:
the secret promises
for your particular path
and the new ones
you will need to make
when the road
is revealed
by turns
you could not
have foreseen. 

Keep them, break them,
make them again;
each promise becomes
part of the path,
each choice creates
the road
that will take you
to the place
where at last
you will kneel to offer the gift
most needed—
the gift that only you
can give—

before turning to go
home by
another way. 

Jan Richardson
The Painted Prayerbook

For those of us who have indeed travelled far,
we know that while we may
in fact
'come home',
we are never the same
for having made the journey.