Here we are down to the last two weeks and a bit before Mary Lou and I head out on our little Camino adventure. It's actually hard to believe that the time has come. The plan was hatched well before taking off on my two month wander through Mexico and Belize last November and December. Seems like forever since I started reading everything I could get my hands on about the Camino and doing the requisite planning. But in the end, it will be the same as most everything else I do. Over plan, then completely ignore the plan, winging it from the moment it starts.
One of the most amusing aspects of this has been the reaction of people when they find out we are walking the Camino. It ranges from " are you friggin nuts" to " I wish I was going with you", with the most common response being one of interest in what exactly this is all about, but an acknowledgement that it is not for them. I was surprised though, of the number of people that I met who have walked it, or had a family member walk it. From Paul our friend and real estate agent, Steve Hart our family physician from days in Fredericton, to the blind aunt of one of the bartenders at one of my regular haunts. One thing that all people have in common is the same question...." Why". A very good question indeed.
At first blush, it does seem like a bit of an odd thing to do; travelling 800 km by foot along a route walked by religious pilgrims for over a 1,000 years; considering I am not much of a fan of walking and my religious views run somewhere between atheist and agnostic. But nevertheless, ten minutes into the movie The Way, I knew I would be going. And I don't mean that I might do it someday, I mean I knew I would be going and going soon, as the burning desire would not leave me until I did it. That happens to me every so often, never really knowing what it is that will pull me, but I have learned to not bother fighting it. Learned to set things in motion.
So here I am. Packed and ready to go. Have done enough training to know that physically I can do this, am stubborn enough to know the mental challenge will be the easy part; with the only worry two bum knees (nothing that braces and pain killers won't handle).
And here is my commitment to myself.
" I will undertake this journey with an open mind and heart. I will remove all the blocks that steer me away from those things in life I have no interest in, those that prevent me from opening doors to places that don't follow my path. I will participate in ceremonies I avoid with a passion at home, I will follow every thing and opportunity that passes in front of me. And over the 33 or so days of walking and reflecting, I will find what it is in life I was meant to do."
Well there, maybe that in fact is the answer to the question.