Reflections in Santiago

I have returned to my old room in Santiago, how I love this room! Looking out the window at the cathedral I think about my comfort zone. From the beginning this journey (even at the inception of the idea) has kept me from any resemblance of secure footing. (way outside my comfort zone) This has been a true test for me in every way. I keep thinking... If I had known this - then I would have done (said, prepared, etc) that. But I came with nothing more than a few Euros in my pocket, a pack on my back, and a dream in my heart. Today I realized I have conquered those dark objects in my life and I have lived, Not just lived but grown and prospered. I know realize for every Camino Pilgrim Santiago is home. Our home. The home that exists inside of ourselves. The home we walked to, returned to, to rediscover, to become. (no matter how far we traveled). As the Pilgrims take their last steps toward the cathedral, I can see some of them enter with such joy and enthusiasm. Others stop and look and sit down to cry. For we have come home to ourselves, our city Santiago.

Note: After much thought your intentions will come with me to Fisterra for the final leg. I will burn them there.