Pilgrim, life is a spiritual journey. Or rather, we are spiritual beings undertaking a physical journey. To not be awed by this miracle of existence is to be sadly crippled, a sleep-walker.
Those, spiritual children of all ages, who do suddenly and inexplicably find themselves standing in awe when they look around them at this blue pearl we appear to live upon, at that moment cannot but feel compassion for, and deep connectedness with, all that exists.
And at that moment we finally are there, at the beginning and the home of the true journey, and at that moment we become (or are), in the most genuine sense of the word, Love.
And it is at that moment, when there is the awareness of, and the feeling of contact with, that sense of ‘Other', an inclusive higher power that is real beyond any human concept of realness, that we become fully human. Awake.
The spiritual and the material, the inner and the outer, are then known as one, not two, and we find that we are no longer alone and that we are no longer afraid.
For those who have not understood, it is this that the teacher, Jesus, meant when he said “The Kingdom of Heaven is within you” and it is this that the East name enlightenment.
For it is this that is the heart of the awareness of all pilgrims who have felt Realisation, whatever religion or belief system they have come from, and it is this inner mystery that is also the original and true heart of the awareness of Christianity and of all true religions - and of your own deepest heart.
You have two gifts -
your life and
this planet to live it on
Use them both wisely
and fill both with
and fill both with Laughter
Books weigh as much as wood
If you pack a lot of books it is like packing a tree
Do you really want to carry a spare tree all day?
Ok, so take something
but not a library!
A Pilgrim's Mass is held in the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela each day at noon for pilgrims.
Pilgrims who received the compostela the day before have their countries of origin and the starting point of their pilgrimage announced at the Mass.
The musical and visual highlight of the Mass is the synchronisation of the beautiful "Hymn to Santiago" with the spectacular swinging of the huge Botafumeiro. Incense is burned in this swinging metal container, or "incensory".
How can you explain that you need to know that the trees are still there, and the hills and the sky? How can you say it is time your pulse responded to another rhythm, the rhythm of the day and the season instead of the hour and the minute? You cannot explain. So you walk.
“For a moment of night we have a glimpse of ourselves and of our world islanded in a stream of stars - pilgrims of mortality, voyaging between horizons across the eternal seas of space and time”