Here’s to recognizing the changes and cycles in everything, to re-aligning with our differentiated authentic selves, and rediscovering my absolute lust for life.
MMXXIII
Mi Tío Vaquero
Mi tío falleció inesperadamente anoche. Era duro, con un rasgo estoico/vaquero, difícil. También, amaba a su gente mucho; un buscador de conocimiento, en su manera, que lo llevó desde los campos de Oklahoma hasta el Río Jordán y de vuelta.
Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un.
Camiño Return
After four days of walking the Camino de Santiago, four days of enjoying being an awestruck pilgrim/tourist in Santiago de Compostela, and two days of traversing Galicia in train and van to get Alqo back from the residencia canina, I’m finally back home in cold foggy Monforte and jumping back into the swing of things at work.
Camiño de Inverno
It’s been quite the year.
I’m finally ready to start sharing a bit about what’s happened and changed within me. This time, I plan to actually write and share with honesty; not the thing I was doing before — hiding behind some semi-curated veneer of who I actually am for the sake of ignoring some of my shadows. Let’s see if any of it makes sense and/or is helpful to others.
In the meantime though, here’s my pilgrim credential from my four-day camino de invierno a Santiago de Compostela (I collated some Instagram Stories from along the way):
- Day 1: Monforte de Lemos → Chantada
- Day 2: Chantada → Rodeiro
- Day 3: Rodeiro → Silleda
- Day 4: Silleda → Santiago de Compostela
I also re-connected Micro.blog to kickstart the slow move away from Twitter/Instagram.
Esclerosis Múltiple en Madera
Local artist Jesús Benavides carved this self-representation of what living with MS feels like.
I think it belongs in a museum. He responded, “It’s already there, in my street museum.”