76 days …..

It is precisely 76 days until I travel to Madrid then on to Sarria to walk the Camino de Santiago.

My new backpack …

My planned route, Sarria to Santiago. Santiago to Muxia. Muxia to Finisterre -“the end of the world”.

I have been planning (dreaming) for years, training for many, many months. It has been tough and a quite the education of the inter workings of my body. I am not an athlete, and quite frankly, not much of an exerciser. But I have to say .. there is something so calming and tranquil about wandering through the nature trails by my home.

 

 

 

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my training trails ..

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My training trails

I plan to keep a journal and a photo journal of the things that I have learned, the wisdom I will surely learn and of the many people I hope to meet along the way.

After my solo journey, I will take a breather to process what I have come to learn in Paris, London and Toulouse. Probably not the best places for down time – but what can I say, I left my heart in Paris 2 years ago and I am too close NOT to go back.

So, if you have never been on this magnificent journey of pain and self discovery, you can follow along with me ..without the pain.

I would be interested in hearing from those that have made this journey, their place of origin and if their life changed upon their re-entry back in to their daily life.

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Buen Camino

Done for another day !

Done for another day !

 

… i left work early and ended up in a cemetery …

St Mary’s Cemetery Minneapolis, Minnesota

St. Mary’s Cemetery began in 1873. It is a historic cemetery with meandering hills, towering trees, majestic monuments and family mausoleums.

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                      St Mary’s of South Minneapolis is a 65-acre property originally began as a parish cemetery by the Church that is now what is known as the Basilica of St. Mary. In the late 1880’s, it became an Archdiocesan-wide cemetery.   As history states, St. Mary’s has had more than 64,000 interments and there are about 175 burials that happen each year. Included are traditional burial plots and a Garden Mausoleum.

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REMEMBERING

Remembering 9/11.

 

 

Reflecting this morning on my long commute to work.  the radio station played a 22 minute clip of the newscast that morning.  The hair was raised on my arms.

I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing.  I happened to watch the entire tragedy on TV as it was happening.

I remember the hours, days and weeks that followed and how proud I was to be part of this great country.  

I also remember how brave the men and women were that came to the aid of those victims; the policemen, firefighters, our military men and women and even the residents of New York, that opened their homes to strangers.

I will remember all of the souls that lost their lives that day, I will remember their wives, husbands, children and even those children that will never get to know their parent, because their life was cut short.

I remember and will always be thankful for our service men and women, who put their lives on the line, each and every day so we can live and be free in this great nation that we call the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

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                                       GOD BLESS AMERICA.  HOME OF THE FREE AND THE BRAVE.