| Carrion de los Condes to Leon( many days of walking) |
| Burgos to Hontanas |
Already on the first day of walking the Meseta I am aware of the quiet, the hot sun, the huge horizon and flatness of space and for the first time, my aloneness, although Jim is walking ahead and pilgrim bicyclists roll on by and an occasional walking pilgrim passes me.
This is the part of the walk when I cry at the loss of my father and my youth as a toll is taken on my body. I cry for the pilgrims killed upon their Camino: from the Canadian who died so close to Roncesvalles after a major storm exploded from his start in St. Jean the day we arrived to the German bicyclist on the Meseta from many years ago who fell and hit his head to his death.
The Meseta seems to bring it all up for me and allows
me the space to grieve.
My heart is open and I connect to this world like never before.
Yes, we all need to make a space in our heart big enough to grieve...not surprising many skip this part of their Camino and come to the end still not healed.
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