JustJack
Active Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- CF: May/June 2023
VDLP: April/May 2024
I've spent over two years now thinking every day about walking the camino (May 2023 baby!). Watched countless YouTube videos, listened to countless podcasts (check out Dan Mullins My Camino The Podcast - it's brilliant), read countless blogs and books, and have asked lots of questions on sites like this.
One thing I've noted, which of course is obvious to anyone that has already walked, is what an emotional experience it is. Just so much raw unbridled emotion pouring out of so many people. The root causes of those emotions vary from pilgrim to pilgrim, but clearly there's something magical about the camino that draws those emotions out, and seems to give licence to people to display and even share them.
And that magic seems to begin as soon as you feel the call of the camino, before you've even taken a step. I find myself constantly swallowing this strange lump in my throat as I listen/watch/read about the experiences of others. And to be clear - I am not an emotional person by any stretch. Haven't cried since the age of 14, (which is something I'm a bit unnerved by, and is actually one of the issues I hope to confront during my camino.) I'm seriously concerned that I may turn into an emotional wreck somewhere along the way! I'll endeavour to be by myself when I get to the Alta de Perdon and Cruz de Ferro...
There are a lot of simple, obvious reasons why the camino can be such an emotional journey, but beyond those obvious reasons I think there's something more, something a little beyond our reach or understanding. Perhaps the collective emotions of millions of pilgrims over time have somehow impacted the energy that surrounds the camino. Or perhaps it's nothing. Perhaps the camino is nothing more than a planned route across Spain, and it has no special powers. But I suspect it is something, and it does have some sort of special power, whatever that may be.
I can't wait to experience it first hand. If you happen across a confused Canadian along the way next spring, who seems at a loss for words and baffled by the strange salty discharge from his eyes, and seems on the verge of laughing and crying, it just might be me... I apologize in advance for my lapse of decorum.
One thing I've noted, which of course is obvious to anyone that has already walked, is what an emotional experience it is. Just so much raw unbridled emotion pouring out of so many people. The root causes of those emotions vary from pilgrim to pilgrim, but clearly there's something magical about the camino that draws those emotions out, and seems to give licence to people to display and even share them.
And that magic seems to begin as soon as you feel the call of the camino, before you've even taken a step. I find myself constantly swallowing this strange lump in my throat as I listen/watch/read about the experiences of others. And to be clear - I am not an emotional person by any stretch. Haven't cried since the age of 14, (which is something I'm a bit unnerved by, and is actually one of the issues I hope to confront during my camino.) I'm seriously concerned that I may turn into an emotional wreck somewhere along the way! I'll endeavour to be by myself when I get to the Alta de Perdon and Cruz de Ferro...
There are a lot of simple, obvious reasons why the camino can be such an emotional journey, but beyond those obvious reasons I think there's something more, something a little beyond our reach or understanding. Perhaps the collective emotions of millions of pilgrims over time have somehow impacted the energy that surrounds the camino. Or perhaps it's nothing. Perhaps the camino is nothing more than a planned route across Spain, and it has no special powers. But I suspect it is something, and it does have some sort of special power, whatever that may be.
I can't wait to experience it first hand. If you happen across a confused Canadian along the way next spring, who seems at a loss for words and baffled by the strange salty discharge from his eyes, and seems on the verge of laughing and crying, it just might be me... I apologize in advance for my lapse of decorum.