I’m not one of those girls who has always imagined what my wedding day would be like. In fact, I haven’t thought much about it at all. But I’ve been present for the stress and cost of plenty of weddings – so much so that I’ve told my mother for years that my wedding will…
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The Joy of Blogging: Grandma and the Camino
Before my parents took off for the weekend, they asked if I could do them a favor and drop something off at my grandmother’s house. I agreed – not just to maintain my #1 Daughter status, but also because I was moving in less than a week and visiting Grandma was something I needed to…
A Return to….what?
Since arriving home from the Camino I have attempted to write new posts for this blog with very little luck. I have at least six started that I never finished – they just didn’t seem to express what I wanted to convey. Probably because I don’t really know what I want to convey. Because really,…
An End and A Beginning
This time last year I took two weeks to drive from Hyde Park, NY to Brasstown, NC. It was the start of my self-imposed sabbatical year. My destination was the John C. Campbell Folk School. There I would spend four months as a Student Host doing a work-exchange program that allowed me to take…
A Birth, A Death and A Christening
Early in my Camino, I had a dream I was pregnant. In the dream, I was surprisingly okay with the idea. I say “surprisingly” because for most of my life I have not wanted to have children. “Maybe it’s a sign of a new self that you’re birthing,” Mona, a fellow pilgrim, told me. “When…
The Next Adventure
Our plan was to visit the Walkway Over the Hudson – one of New York State’s newest State Parks. The old railroad bridge spanning the Hudson River between Poughkeepsie and Highland had been turned into a pedestrian walkway and had become quite the tourist attraction. Sr. Peggy had driven up from the Bronx to see…
Being on an Ancient Pilgrimage in the Digital Age
After walking 12 miles, Philipp and I were relieved to arrive at the albergue in Tosantos, Spain. We were greeted by Dani, a volunteer serving as the welcoming committee, chef, and housekeeper that week. We left our packs in the hall and followed Dani into the living room. Click here to read more.
The Way: The Movie vs. The Pilgrimage
When a friend e-mailed me last September to tell me a movie was coming out about the Camino I was a little alarmed — would the Camino become overrun with Americans? I liked that most of the people I told about the Camino back in the United States had never heard of it. It felt…
Hidden Benefit of a Late Start
I am due to arrive in Santiago on Saturday — a full three days ahead of schedule. I’m eager to get to my destination, but more excited about my early arrival because it means I can spend two nights at Casa do Raposito — a place of reflection for pilgrims who have just finished their…
Lessons Learned Along the Camino
“Whenever I have a big decision to make, I go for a walk. Then, I go to sleep. When I wake up, the answer is always there.” Mona, a wise woman from South Africa I’ve been walking with the last few days, told me this today. It reminded me of evenings I’ve called my mother…
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