Spanish Stillness
Walking
The world around me is how it used to be:
Fresh, alive, peaceful, welcoming.
Alone but not alone,
I’m part of this world again,
not fighting it
not worrying.
Not competing and being judged.
A modest meal awaits,
with good wine,
a shower
A bed.
Tuesday 22nd February 2022 7:44 am
La Faba - 2017
After the Meseta,
after the heat,
after the stones.
The green hills
the shady paths
the views.
The way is rocky and steep.
Don’t stumble,
keep your balance and
Breathe.
Peace around you.
And then there it is – La Faba.
I have arrived
And part of me will never leave.
Tuesday 22nd February 2022 7:26 am
Somewhere in Spain
The walking
The peace
And You.
Just you, in a foreign land.
Remembering what its like to be you.
No agendas No pressure
No deadlines.
Time only matters when you are leaving in the morning and when you need to sleep.
The walking
Seeing things and feeling again.
Around you no-one is rich or poor,
everyone has a story and a reason to be there
to be shared and reco...
Sunday 20th February 2022 10:37 am
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