With belly clinching for food, feet demanding the day be done, and my skin, insisting in accord, that it was not of the humor or mood for getting drenched, I cinched in my backpack’s waist…
Browsing Category Le Chemin de Saint Jacques
following a pilgrim songline
So where were we? Ah, yes. Eluding the croissant-pusher. In Australia, I once learned that the Aboriginals used to track their way through the vast bush by secret songlines; riddles, in song format, of which…
a blessing recipe
Popes, priests and prophets have their methods. Merchants, and those who buy from them, name it in terms of this or that currency. But the value and blessing upon any object, for me, cannot be…
pinched but not popped
Journal Entry Condom, France (How unfortunate to have a contraceptive device named after your city!) Mid-October Four days ago, my brother (by blood) and my sister (by marriage) jumped off a two-car train and onto…
feeling fall
If you are not a friend of leaves and trees, don’t go anywhere near the photogallery! And a little video on how to navigate the chemin, sans plan… [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F90SeXbe7N8] ——————————————— *sol bows her “namaste” and…
la petite fille
I try to hunch into the longer shadows cast by the spotlight. Then I try turning around and searching for some speaker or spectacle that might give me more shade. I quickly realize that all…