Bird Of Passage

This past spring, during our Camino Portugués retreat, our group took a day trip to Sintra and Pena Palace with a local guide. At one point, she shared a story that quietly settled in the back of my mind. I couldn’t tell you whether it was over coffee or on the drive to Sintra, but […]

I never thought I’d take a taxi on the Camino. When I walked my first Camino, I believed that if you walked the Camino, you walked every mile, climbed every hill, and earned every blister. In my mind, that was simply what pilgrims did. Anything less somehow didn’t count. Life, of course, had other plans. […]

Looking back, I was tired in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. At forty-one, I had spent more than two decades doing what life required of me. I became a mother at nineteen and had my son two years later. I married young, divorced by twenty-seven, and my focus became simple: work, […]