- Time of past OR future Camino
- 2017 Camino Frances,
2019 C. Portuguese (inland).
I’m sitting in my favourite chair looking at the garden through the glass doors. My first coffee for today is resting on the arm of my chair. It is still dark. Even the birds haven’t woken yet. It is perfectly still and quiet. I want to think about the Camino and I want to write about the Camino but I can’t. These are dark times. I have to be honest and brave enough to acknowledge that to myself. Our world is in such turmoil and it is filled with so much dreadful but wholly unnecessary suffering. Why do we have such poor and inept leaders in so many parts of the world? I sincerely wish that our troubles and the suffering of so many could be fixed with prayer. They can’t. Unfortunately I am an idealist. Like so many, I believe that everyone deserves a decent life. Everyone deserves a safe and secure home. And yet we seem to be getting further and further from that ideal by the day. Why? Why must it be this way? I cannot fix it. I doubt that we collectively can fix it................ The Camino is my escape from this awful truth. We are at the mercy of the whims and wants of stupid men, men and women who care nothing for the Camino or those of us who understand what it is.
God save us all! Amen.
God save us all! Amen.
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