|photo via: Historias Troyanas|
18 September, 2013
On the Verge
I owe that I am seriously overdue in my writing. I also confess that I have shamelessly allowed my resolve to dissolve over the past couple months. There is so much that can happen in this busy-ness called Life that distracts and distorts all that is importantly true and truly important. And I have been swallowing gallons of mundane minutiae and mania since last I took digits to keyboard.
However, it’s all for good tale. I have been working so hard (and so often) for the sake of that which is on the verge. On the last day of this very month I leave for Spain with my Dad and one of his childhood pals to walk on the Camino de Santiago de Compostela. We’ll be gone a month walking and waking, talking and making new roads of our own as we reintroduce ourselves to ourselves and to each other. My heart is so full for this adventure. I am tying up my loose ends and preparing to disconnect from the world of ones and zeroes and reconnect to the world of blood and bones and breath. I am ready to engage in the world community again in the way only the traveler can. I am ready to spend some quality time with my Dad, affectionately known as The Dude. (And, no, this is actually NOT a reference to The Big Lebowski.) And when I return, I will tell you all about it.
No computer goes with me on this trip, only my phone – for tunes and photos. I will carry paper and pen and record my impressions the old fashioned way. I’ll look forward to sharing it all with you. Should I get access to any internet cafés, I may shoot out a few updates here and there. Be on the lookout. I will miss you all while I’m gone, but you will be with me in spirit.
Have a sweet slip into the melancholic nostalgia of Autumn! And enjoy the cool crisp mornings and evenings as Summer’s grip begins to loosen. Ciao for now!