Camino Way Quotes

Añadió que nada en este mundo era un regalo: todo cuanto hubiera que aprender debía aprenderse por el camino difícil.

So lately, I've been wonderin, Who will be there to take my place When I'm gone, you'll need love To light the shadows on your face... And maybe, I'll find out The way to make it back someday To watch you, to guide you Through the darkest of your days

Tu riqueza está en tu esencia: Quien eres, los talentos con los que naciste.

When you do what you love, there is nothing you need to worry about. Everything comes easily.

If you constantly express your gratitude for everything that happens to you without judging things as good or bad, more miracles will come your way.

I'm American to the core. So please forgive me if I say some foolish things when I'm overseas. It's my birthright." The Best Way--El Camino de Santiago (2012)

no existe un camino hacia La Paz, La Paz es El Camino

Has recorrido un largo camino, y no lo sabes. Tienes un largo camino por recorrer, y sabes lo que eso significa.

If you ask, flowers and plants will tell you many stories. God can talk through them, and if you ask them, they will raise their hands if they know they can help you with an illness.

Los puentes colgantes / Floating Bridges" Oh what a crush of People Invisible, reborn Make their way to into this garden For their eternal rest Every step we take on earth Brings us to a new world Every foot supported On a floating bridge I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads And steadily our feet Keep walking and creating Like enormous fans These roads in embryo Oh garden of white Oh garden of all I am not All I could And should have been I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads Comprendo que no existe El camino derecho Solo un gran labertino De encrucijadas multiples

Es seguro, es agradable el camino para el que la naturaleza te ha equipado. Ella te ha provisto de aquellos recursos que, si no los desaprovechas, te elevarán a la misma altura de Dios.

Singkatnya: rasa terima kasihmu harus diwujudkan ke dalam suatu niat yang konkret. 299 Kristus wafat bagimu. Engkau apa yang harus kaulakukan bagi Kristus? 300 Pengalaman pribadimu—kekesalan, kegelisah¬an, kepahitan itu—mengajarkanmu suatu kebenaran sabda Kristus: Tidak seorang pun dapat mengabdi kepada dua majikan.

Oddly, most narratives, both academic and personal, end when the goal is reached: the apostle is hugged, the Compostela is duly granted, and the pilgrim bids the Camino farewell and goes home. Although most first-person pilgrimage accounts are written after the journey is completed, the authors generally reveal only a glimpse into how the Camino continues to exist within their own lives. The experience is treated like a photo, a frozen memory; as if there were no flow between the pilgrimage itself and daily life. As pilgrims enter more deeply into the Camino it appears to leave an indelible mark, yet it is hard to discern the nature of this mark.

Sentencias de los Khajagan Rudbari: Corazón a corazón es un medio esencial para transmitir los secretos del Camino.

Sometimes the solutions to our problems come from looking backwards, not forwards.

En el domino de la Comprensión Mayor, el taller se desmantela cuando el trabajo ha terminado.

We are always exactly where we are supposed to be for our inner growth. The important thing is to remember that we are in the right place even in difficult times. This way we will suffer less and enjoy our personal journey more.

Deep inside I learnt that when you have a dream and you really wish for it to come true, things happen in a certain way to help you achieve it. And indeed, certain things started to move in the right direction and even if I didn't appreciate all of them as positive at that time [...]

It lifts my spirits to see the statues of mothers, working women, and female peasants. These respectful and well-maintained tributes to women make the day special for me; this art is a lasting reminder that women matter in these rural Spanish towns and that women's contributions are remembered.

282 Paradoks: Kesucian itu lebih mudah dicapai daripada ilmu pengetahuan, tetapi lebih mudah menjadi orang terpelajar daripada menjadi orang kudus. 283 Hiburan sekadar untuk mengalihkan perhati-an: Engkau memerlukannya! Buka matamu lebar-lebar sehingga gambaran-gambaran segala benda masuk, atau tutuplah matamu sebagai akibat dari kepicikanmu. Tutuplah matamu terhadap segala hall Miliki ke-hidupan batin dan engkau akan melihat keajaiban dari dunia yang lebih baik, dunia baru dengan segala warna dan perspektif yang tak pernah terbayangkan sebelumnya dan engkau akan mengenal Allah. Engkau akan dapat merasakan kelemahan-kelemahan¬mu, dan engkau akan lebih menyerupaimu Allah ... dengan keilahian yang akan membuatmu lebih me¬rupakan saudara-saudaramu sesama manusia, ketika engkau menjadi lebih dekat dengan Allah Bapamu. 284 Cita-cita: supaya aku menjadi balk, dan agar orang-orang lain menjadi lebih balk dari diriku. 285 Pertobatan adalah suatu usaha sekejap. Penyucian adalah suatu usaha untuk seumur hidup. 286 Tak ada sesuatu yang lebih baik di dunia ini, selain daripada hidup dalam rahmat Allah. 287 Kemurnian dalam niat: engkau akan selalu memilikinya, bila engkau selalu dan di dalam segala hal berusaha untuk menyenangkan Allah. 288 Masuklah ke dalam luka-luka Kristus yang tersalib. Di situ engkau akan belajar menjaga indramu, engkau akan memiliki kehidupan batin dan dengan tak henti-hentinya engkau mempersembahkan kepada Bapa penderitaan Allah kita Yesus Kristus dan pen¬deritaan Bunda Maria, untuk menebus dosamu dan dosa semua manusia. 289 Ketidaksabaranmu yang mulia untuk meng-abdi Allah tidak mengecewakan-Nya. Akan tetapi, ketidak-sabaran itu akan menjadi sia-sia bila tidak disertai dengan penyempurnaan yang efektif dalam tingkah lakumu sehari-hari. 290 Memperbaiki diri. Sedikit demi sedikit setiap hari. Itulah yang harus menjadi usahamu yang tetap jika engkau benar-benar ingin menjadi orang kudus.

I have two sons, one living. I would not now trade the road Lisa and I took for an easier one. Losing James was hard, but I’m thankful that I got to see him, and I am thankful that I got to grieve him as well. As most any pilgrim will tell you, the difficulty of the undertaking is what gives it meaning. All the petty competition for authenticity among the pilgrims on the Camino has its roots in something by no means trivial: pilgrimage is meant to be done the hard way. A real pilgrimage, a real life, contains, and is defined by, difficulty – hardship, and how we respond to it, makes us who we are, certainly more than anything that comes easy.

Imagina que estás intentando encontrar a alguien, incluso que estás intentando encontrarte a ti misma, pero no tienes sentidos, no hay manera de saber dónde están las paredes, qué camino va hacia delante y qué camino va hacia atrás, qué es agua y qué es aire. No tienes sentidos ni forma. Sientes que solo puedes describir lo que eres identificando lo que no eres, y vas a la deriva en un cuerpo sin control. No logras decidir quién te gusta, dónde vives, cuándo comes o a qué tienes miedo. Estás ahí encerrada, totalmente sola, en la oscuridad. Eso da miedo. Esto —le dije encendiendo la luz—. Esto es control. Esto es poder. Puede haber ratas, arañas o lo que coño haya. Pero nosotras lo iluminamos, no al revés. Sabemos dónde están las paredes, dónde está la entrada y dónde la salida. Esto —le dije apagando la luz— es cómo me siento cuando tengo miedo. Esto —le dije volviendo a encender la luz— es un paseo por el puto parque.

The Camino points to something more fundamental, to a way of thinking about self and others that looks inward past window-dressing and the usual social identifiers. Pilgrims leave behind professional and social tags when they enter the Camino. Here we're fellow human beings. Period. Often I know only the first name and nationality of people I meet on the trail, sometimes not even that, and with our standard pilgrim attire, we don't offer the usual visual cues to who we are and what we do in life. Yet we affect each other in profound ways. On this level playing field, we talk easily about whatever is on our minds, and the insights from strangers can be surprisingly perceptive. The French pilgrim at Compostelle 2000 (the Paris pilgrim association) was on to something when she told me that the Camino is more than a physical place. It does present breathtaking encounters with the land itself, but it also pushes me to look beyond the physical world.

Please, Holy Mother God,” I whispered in prayer, “help me cut the invisible cords that bind me, and set me free. Give me the inner strength to let go of all that I have created up until now, on every level, and which no longer reflects the highest path for me, and for those I love and serve. Help calm my more masculine energies so I can settle into my own divine feminine nature and cool the angry fires of hurt and fear that have burned in my heart for so long.” After making my prayerful request, I got up and lit a candle to the Divine Mother, to say “thank you” for hearing me. I was ready to surrender. I knew it was time to release control over my life and let God take over. I spoke my intention aloud: “This life of mine is now finished. My present way is no longer serving me or allowing my greater Spirit to express through me. I ask for the cocoon to break open and free my true divine light. I surrender all attachments on all levels to the past and am now ready for what the Universe has in store for me. And so it is.” At that moment time stood still. I knew my intention was heard and registered by the heavens, and that my request would be honored and met with divine support. I sensed an inner shift take place in me. I didn’t feel euphoric. I didn’t even feel happy. Rather, I felt somber and quiet in spite of the thousand sounds swirling around me, the Universe saying, Okay, get ready. The next morning, I suddenly had a powerful intuitive hit from my Higher Self that said, “Sonia, it is time to heal your life, and the only way to do that is to walk the Camino de Santiago. And go alone.

Tu insulto me ha ofendido. Si estuviéramos en los Picos, habríamos tenido que librar un duelo a la forma tradicional alil’tiki’i. —¿Y eso cómo es? —preguntó Teft—. ¿Con lanzas? Roca se echó a reír. —No, no. En los Picos no somos bárbaros como vosotros aquí abajo. —¿Cómo entonces? —preguntó Kaladin, sintiendo verdadera curiosidad. —Bueno —dijo Roca, soltando el verdín y sacudiéndose las manos—. Implica cerveza y cantar. —¿Y eso es un duelo? —El que puede cantar después de beber más cerveza es el ganador. Además, todo el mundo se emborracha tanto y tan pronto que probablemente olvidan de qué iba la discusión. Teft se echó a reír. [...] —Dunny —le dijo al joven—. Es un nombre extraño. ¿Qué significa? —¿Qué significa? —preguntó Dunny—. No lo sé. Los nombres no siempre tienen significado. Roca sacudió la cabeza, disconforme. […] -¿Entonces tu nombre significa algo? —preguntó Teft—. Nu…, ma…, nu… —Numuhukumakiaki​’aialunamor —dijo Roca. El comecuernos nativo sonaba fácil en sus labios—. Naturalmente. Describe la roca especial que descubrió mi padre el día antes de mi nacimiento. —¿Entonces tu nombre es una frase entera? —preguntó Dunny, inseguro, como si no estuviera seguro de encajar en el grupo. —Es un poema —dijo Roca—. En los Picos, todos los nombres son poemas. —¿Y eso? —dijo Teft, rascándose la cabeza—. Llamar a la familia a comer debe ser como escuchar a un coro. Roca se echó a reír. —Cierto, cierto. También provoca discusiones interesantes. Normalmente, los mejores insultos en los Picos son en forma de poemas, similares al nombre de la persona en composición y rima. —Kelek, parece un montón de trabajo. —Quizá por eso la mayoría de las discusiones terminan bebiendo —dijo Roca.” Pasaje de El camino de los reyes Brandon Sanderson

Augustine's feeling of fragmentation has its modern corollary in the way many contemporary young people are plague by a frantic fear of missing out. The world has provided them with a superabundance of neat things to do. Naturally, they hunger to size every opportunity and taste every experience. They want to grab all the goodies in front of them. They want to say yes to every product in the grocery store. They are terrified of missing out on anything that looks exciting. But by not renouncing any of them they spread themselves thin. What's worse, they turn themselves into goodie seekers, greedy for every experience and exclusively focused on self. If you live in this way, you turn into a shrewd tactician, making a series of cautious semicommitments without really surrendering to some larger purpose. You lose the ability to sau a hundred noes for the sake of one overwhelming and fulfilling yes.

By 4:00 a.m., an electrical engineer had worked his way through the school’s computer grid and found the problem. Electricity

How many of the yellow arrows pointing the way had been obscured by a narrowly focused consciousness and passed by unseen.

Keep a Strong Network of Prayer Guardian of my soul, guide me on my way today. Keep me safe from harm. Deepen my relationship with you, your Earth, and all your family. Strengthen your love within me that I may be a presence of your peace in our world. Amen

Grañón.

Un día cualquiera quizá te encuentres buscando excusas para no cumplir con tus hábitos positivos simplemente porque estás demasiado cansado, o demasiado ocupado o demasiado abrumado o por un sinnúmero de pretextos distintos. Al final de cuentas, sin embargo, la verdadera razón por la cual dejas de cumplir con tus hábitos es porque la imagen que tienes de ti mismo se interpone en el camino.

The Camino. It’s not to get to know myself. I’ve repeated the condensed version of the story of my life so many times to others along the Way it sounds to me stale and formulaic. Even irritating. I’m from here, I did this, I do that, and I think such and such, that is me. For all the events in life I have found so consuming, so defining, I can see how petty and inconsequential they are. No, that’s a little too nihilistic. But being compelled to repeat my story so often I can see it is not all that I am. These headlines, where I’m from, the work I’ve done or do, the things I’ve seen and experienced and made, the people I know or have known, my beliefs and perspectives, the things I’ve yet to do but want to, I cling to them even as they turn to dust. The telling and retelling, I’ve begun to see, ultimately liberates you from your narrative, if you allow it to. The

historical statistics tell us that July and August are the busy times on the Camino, June close but somewhat quieter, and that the shoulder seasons of May and September are ideal – warm without being too hot, and quieter without any danger of albergues and restaurants closing. April and October are seen as pushing it, weather-wise and from an infrastructure standpoint, while November to March are only for those hardy fools who either relish frozen appendages and feel that hiking 800 kilometres isn’t already enough of a challenge, or are just way too busy the rest of the year with their job as assistant manager of paddling pool security.

Dad talked about the things in his life that have turned out to be the most important to him—and it comes down to being part of a chain of creating better lives through example, relationship, and mentoring. The resumé achievements, he said, seem hollow to him—but knowing that his life and example have encouraged others to live happier, fuller, more meaningful lives and to have been the recipient and re-transmitter of great mentorship is what glows for him as he looks back over eighty-two years.

Pilgrimage is a journey of discovery—the find may be inside oneself, it may be a fresh appreciation of nature, or the pleasure of opting out of the real world for a while; it might be the delight in making new friends in a very random but quite intense way.

And love, who can say the way it winds like a serpent in the garden of our untroubled minds (Y el amor, quién sabe qué camino tomará, como una serpiente en el jardín de nuestras mentes calmadas)

Huir es muy fácil. Es tan fácil como dar un paso detrás de otro y dejar el camino a tus espaldas. [...] Lo difícil no es huir. Lo difícil no es moverse. Lo difícil es... pararse a pensar.

understood that there is no then and now, here or there...everything is happening at once and time is not a linear continuum. And I came to believe there are no coincidences. I now understood the saying “the teacher appears when the student is ready.” Often in the most fascinating of ways!

A plaque at the top of Alto de Perdon has the inscription, Donde se cruza el camino del vieto con el de las estrellas, (Where the way of the wind crosses the way of the stars).

Stability is about flexibility, not being rigid. You glide and skate rather than push and shove your way along.

Europe is the land of great cathedrals. Chartres and Notre Dame in France are world-class by any conceivable measure. Salisbury Cathedral in England is in a class by itself, despite its remote location. St. Peters in Rome is a mecca, and to a lesser extent Rheims in Germany. My amateur eye would unhesitatingly add to that hallowed list, Burgos Cathedral here in northern Spain. It is widely considered one of the finest examples of Gothic architecture in Europe. Inspired by the French cathedralism of the Middle Ages, it doesn’t look Spanish in the least.

The better part of the tour was the gossip offered up by the tour guide. It seems a certain Genoese sailor used to frequent a married woman here in Burgos. Being a highly skilled navigator, this seaman was particularly well-versed in seasonal rhythms. His mistress’ husband was in the shipping business, and gone six months a year, allowing the swashbuckling Genoan to swoop in to fill the seasonal vacuum. Like most Genoese, this sailor—Christopher Columbus—was attracted to the cosmopolitan flair that Burgos offered. The guide went on to point out that this same Captain Columbus would later delay his departure for the New World from the Galapagos Islands for over a month, when he fell into the arms of an especially delectable, but married, island woman. I guess I am just naïve. After all, how much of a surprise is it that the world’s greatest explorer of all time was also a bit peripatetic when it came to sleeping arrangements.

Martina had a strikingly athletic physique. Throw in her alluring personality and she was destined to be amongst male pilgrims all along the way.

Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Traveler, there is no path, the path must be forged as you walk.

May the love you give freely ripple out into the world, touching lives in ways you may never fully know, creating a tapestry of connection and belonging that speaks to the deeper truths of our shared humanity. And in those moments when you wonder if your small acts of kindness are enough, may you remember that each smile, each gentle word, each act of love is a thread in the larger fabric of goodness that holds this world together.

And as you continue on, may you discover that the love you shared is an eternal flame, a light that will never dim. Though the physical presence is gone, the essence remains, woven into the fabric of your life, a golden thread that runs through your days, connecting you to them in ways both seen and unseen.

In this global dance of souls, the ripple effects of our actions are profound. A single act of kindness, a moment of deep listening, a gesture of love—these seemingly small actions have the power to heal, to bridge divides, and to create a ripple of peace that extends far beyond our immediate experience. In this way, the soulful path is not just a personal journey but a collective one, where each step we take in love and awareness contributes to the healing of the world.

If the voices around you lose their warmth, becoming mere echoes of what once was, and the rhythm of conversation fractures into dissonance, allow yourself to lean into the silence that follows. There, in the stillness, the noise of the world gives way to the gentle cadence of your own heartbeat, a sound that reminds you of your innermost self, waiting patiently to be heard.

On a global scale, the soulful path beckons us to expand our circle of compassion, to recognize the deep interconnectedness of all beings. As we grow in awareness of our own soul, we cannot help but feel the presence of other souls—human, animal, plant, and even the earth itself. We begin to see that the pain of the world is our pain, that the joy of others is our joy, and that the well-being of the planet is inextricably linked to our own. This awareness calls us to live with greater care, to honor the sacredness of all life, and to act in ways that nurture and protect the delicate web of life that sustains us all.

As you navigate the landscape of your life, may you learn to trust this quiet, inner companion, who sees beyond the surface of things and knows the way home. May you find comfort in the knowledge that your soul is a constant presence, a shelter from the storms, a place where you are seen and known in your fullest, most radiant self.

May you honor the times of fullness, when your soul shines clear and bright, a beacon of presence and possibility. And may you also honor the times of darkness, when your light draws inward, resting, renewing, preparing to rise again. For both are needed, both are true, and both are beautiful in their own way.

Like a river winding through a hidden valley, may your life flow with a gentle grace, finding its way through the landscapes of joy and sorrow, guided by a deeper knowing that rests beneath the surface of all things.

Remember that love is not always expressed in presence, but often in the silent ways we hold each other in our hearts, even from afar. May you find solace in this, knowing that those who care for you do so in ways that transcend the limitations of time and space.

And should those you love return to you, may you receive them with the same open-heartedness, without expectation or fear. But if they do not, may you rest in the deep knowing that love's essence is not lost, but rather transformed, becoming a part of the very fabric of your being. In this way, may you live with a heart full of grace, content in the knowledge that love is not a possession, but a presence—one that is always with you, whether near or far, in life or beyond.

Thank you, God, for my children, who by your grace seem to have turned out all right.

May you discover a profound peace in the spaces between knowing and unknowing, where the soul finds room to stretch, unfurl, and bloom in ways only the dance of uncertainty can reveal. Trust in the wisdom woven into the very fabric of the earth, knowing that each season—whether marked by abundance or scarcity—carries its own blessings, each with rhythms that are both fierce and tender.

Te he dicho muchas veces que el mundo que ves es nada más que el efecto de los pensamientos que has sostenido dentro de la mente.

Head south where they speak French, cross the mountains through the pass at St Jean, walk until they speak Spanish, then keep the sun at your back in the morning, and in front of you in the afternoon, or by night, follow the stars known as the Milky Way until your reach the sea.” - Codex Calixtinus

the risk to live the life you dream about. ~ Tere Arigo

—¿Por qué nos tratan así, Moash? Porque saben que deberían ser mejores de lo que son. Porque ven disciplina en nosotros, y eso los avergüenza. En vez de mejorar, toman el camino más fácil y se burlan de nosotros

Y, por tanto, ¿importa el destino? ¿O es el camino que emprendemos? Declaro que ningún logro tiene tan gran sustancia como el camino empleado para conseguirlo. No somos criaturas de destinos. Es el viaje el que nos da la forma. Nuestros pies encallecidos, nuestras espaldas fortalecidas por cargar el peso de nuestros viajes, nuestros ojos abiertos con el fresco deleite de las experiencias vividas.

Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Traveler, there is no path, the path must be forged as you walk. This line from the Spanish poet Antonio Machado

Dio la vuelta a su montura, trotó hacia el puente y saludó con un gesto agradecido a los hombres del puente. Eran el escalón más bajo del ejército, y sin embargo cargaban con el peso de reyes.

entonces la formación espiritual en el Camino de Jesús es cómo somos formados para ser como Jesús y, de ese modo, es alcanzado nuestro ser más profundo y genuino —el ser que Dios tenía en mente cuando nos trajo a la existencia antes de que llegara el tiempo. La ironía de nuestra cultura “sé fiel a ti mismo” es que cada uno termina luciendo igual. Resulta ser que el pecado es increíblemente estereotípico. Involucionamos a nuestros instintos animales básicos de autopreservación y placer —codicia, gula, inmoralidad, mentira, juegos de poder— y es la misma historia que se repite, de La Ilíada de Homero a las noticias de la mañana. Un verdadero original es alguien que practica el Camino. Nadie es más original que un santo. Con eso en mente, permíteme intentar una definición de formación espiritual: Formación espiritual es el proceso por el cual somos formados en personas amorosas en Cristo. Analicemos esta frase sintácticamente:

And somehow, in telling these long-kept secrets of mine, I felt a strange comfort as well. Keeping the worst of yourself locked away is not always the best way to keep moving forward.

RESUMEN DEL CAPÍTULO ◆ La Regla de Ricitos de Oro establece que los humanos experimentamos el máximo de motivación cuando trabajamos en tareas que están justo en el borde de nuestras habilidades actuales. ◆ La más grande amenaza al éxito no es el fracaso, es el aburrimiento. ◆ Conforme los hábitos se convierten en rutina, se vuelven menos interesantes y menos satisfactorios. Nos aburren. ◆ Cualquiera puede trabajar cuando se siente motivado. Es la habilidad de seguir adelante cuando el trabajo no es emocionante lo que hace la diferencia. ◆ Los profesionales mantienen un horario, los aficionados dejan que la vida se entrometa en el camino.

RESUMEN DEL CAPÍTULO ◆ Los hábitos se pueden completar en unos cuantos segundos, pero siguen impactando nuestra conducta durante minutos e incluso horas después. ◆ Muchos hábitos ocurren en momentos decisivos —las elecciones que son como una letra y en un camino—, y te pueden conducir ya sea en dirección de un día bueno o de un día completamente improductivo. ◆ La regla de los dos minutos establece: «Cuando empiezas un nuevo hábito, debe tomarte menos de dos minutos hacerlo». ◆ Entre más ritualices el principio de un proceso, más posibilidades hay de que acabes por alcanzar el estado de concentración profunda que se requiere para alcanzar grandes logros. ◆ Hay que estandarizar antes de optimizar. No se puede mejorar un hábito que no existe.

El Islam representa la única fuerza potente, organizada, con millones y millones de personas que siguen el camino del corazón, que se oponen a esa uniformización tremenda de los usos y costumbres universales que es el American way of life, el mundo del consumo, el mundo de las multinacionales, el mundo del Monoteísmo del Mercado... De ahí su odio al Islam

La mesa consumida por el fuego Las marcas en el cuerpo de mi padre La rápida confianza en los escombros Las frases en el muro de la infancia El ruido de mos dedos vacilando Tu ropa en los cajones de otra casa El ruido interminable de los autos La cálida esperanza de volver Sin pasos sin camino de memoria La larga convicción de que esperamos Que nadie reconozca en nuestra cara La cara que perdimos hace tiempo

Camino sin parar y rezo incesantemente la oración a Jesús, que para mí es la cosa más preciosa y dulce del mundo. A veces recorro setenta verste en un día y no siento ningún cansancio: sólo sé que he rezado. Cuando siento mucho frío repito con más intensidad mi oración y me siento aliviado. Cuando siento hambre, invoco con más fuerza el nombre de Jesús y me olvido de mis deseos de comer. Si me siento enfermo y noto que me duele la espalda o las piernas, me concentro en la oración a Jesús y el dolor desaparece. Cuando alguien me ofende, pienso solamente en la oración a Jesús, la cólera y la tristeza desaparecen, y lo olvido todo. A veces pienso que me he vuelto un poco extraño, no tengo preocupaciones, nada me causa pesar, nada de lo externo me atrae, me agrada estar solo y la única necesidad que tengo es la de orar continuamente. Cuando lo hago me lleno de gozo. ¡Sólo Dios sabe lo que está haciendo en mí!

poisoning himself. With that project complete, they decided that the next priority was returning Nelson’s car. Bruce checked the doors and locked the house, set the alarm with his remote, and left in his Chevy Tahoe. Bob and Nick followed in Nelson’s BMW, and it took an hour to wind their way around the devastation. Not surprisingly, there was no one at the condo—no homicide team sifting for clues, no neighbors picking up debris. No one had touched the yellow crime scene tape. Bruce lifted it and Bob returned the BMW to its spot. The three met in the garage and stared at the golf clubs, but said nothing. They closed the overhead door, walked into the kitchen, and discussed Nelson’s keys. If they left them behind, there was the chance that someone

By the time we reach the top of the trail, where it reunites with the mountain road, we are greeted by two volunteer police officers in a bright yellow truck. They had heard about our climb and were waiting for us on the road. No words are exchanged, except a gruff but sincere “¡Buen Camino!” as one of the officers grabs the red nylon harness at the front of my chair and begins to pull me the rest of the way into O Cebreiro, while his partner drives the truck behind us with lights flashing. When we finally make it to the top, all I can do is look around at the people who have given so much for me today. As we gather together for a photo, “thank you” doesn’t seem like nearly enough after all they’ve done, but it’s all I can give.

El látigo enseñó al muchacho la oración y esta se convirtió en instrumento de consuelo. ¿Acaso las penas y sufrimientos que encontramos en el camino no son el látigo que utiliza Dios para procurarnos la felicidad? ¿Por qué, entonces, habíamos de temerlo tanto? Él nos ama con amor infinito y los látigos nos enseñan a orar, conduciéndonos a verdaderas alegrías.

—Cuando somos jóvenes, queremos respuestas simples. No hay tal vez mayor indicación de la juventud que el deseo de que todo sea como debería ser. Como ha sido siempre. Shallan frunció el ceño, todavía observando por encima del hombro a los tipos de la taberna. —Cuanto mayores nos hacemos, más nos cuestionamos —dijo Jasnah—. Empezamos a preguntar por qué. Y sin embargo, seguimos queriendo que las respuestas sean simples. Asumimos que la gente que nos rodea (los adultos, los líderes) tiene esas respuestas. Lo que nos dan, a menudo nos satisface. —Yo nunca quedé satisfecha —dijo Shallan en voz baja—. Quería más. —Eras madura. Lo que describes nos sucede a la mayoría. De hecho, me parece que la edad, la sabiduría y el asombro son sinónimos. Cuanto mayores nos hacemos, más probable es que rechacemos las respuestas sencillas. A menos que alguien se interponga en nuestro camino y exija ser aceptado por la fuerza. —Los ojos de Jasnah se estrecharon—.” Pasaje de El camino de los reyes Brandon Sanderson

People who walk all the way to Santiago from France or somewhere beyond are usually considered pilgrims, but people who skip past the boring bits on a bus or train are lightweights, sight-seers, tourists. “Real pilgrims” take the good with the bad, they accept whatever the trail throws at them. They’re respectful, they carry their necessities and not an ounce more, in a bag strapped on their backs. They keep it simple, they don’t take the easy, or posh alternative. Rain, blisters, fierce dogs, bedbugs, blinding heat or deep snow, they keep walking. They’re vagabonds with a peculiar respectability, and a great deal of self-regard.

El dinero está detrás de todas las guerras

...¿importa el destino? ¿o es el camino que empredemos?..

La mejor incógnita es el impulso para emprender el camino, la variable belleza de la que no es posible hacer previsiones

Welcome Each Day, Its Pleasures and Its Challenges 2. Make Others Feel Welcome 3. Share 4. Live in the Moment 5. Feel the Spirit of Those Who Have Come Before You 6. Appreciate Those Who Walk with You Today 7. Imagine Those Who Will Follow You

Es como me estuvieras arrancando de la oscuridad que ha gobernado mi vida. Cuando cierro los ojos, te veo a ti. Enséñame el camino, Rynna. Enséñame la salida. Por favor, enséñame el camino.

I wonder what would happen if the days were not pushed? What would happen if the time flowed in its natural sequence? The sky edging from darkness to gray, rising like a tide of light, pushing the flotsam of cloud upward. And then the sun’s rim, liquid gold, the slant of light through twigs and leaf. What would happen if you watched time’s river rise and flow, lifting you on its back and carrying you on its crest, until, lying back, you rested on the receding light, languishing in the slow pools of afternoon, the tips of the firs trembling and lifting, the ropes of birch leaves swaying in the light like sea kelp. To the west, the evening glow would linger, holding on to color. What if you could watch until the last drops spilled from the edge and then you came to know the night? Oh, but what would be served by such a life? Observation. Contemplation. Deliberation. What if your life came unplugged, disconnected, out of sync with the rest of the world? What if you rode this planet on one full circle round its star paying attention to light and plants and water? Seeing the way rain gathers in puddles or dew beads on grass, noticing the day violets open under the firs or ants appear in the bathroom? You could, you know. Shut off the bells. You could cut loose, unplug, begin. You could improve the nick of time.

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Cada momento es parte de un proceso que conduce a la meta, por lo que superar obstáculos en cada uno de ellos, conducirá al éxito del proceso completo.

Priest: O God, be a companion for them along the path, a guide at crossroads, strength in their weariness, defense before dangers, shelter on the way, shade against heat, light in the darkness, a comforter in their discouragements and firmness in their intentions, in order that, through your guidance, they might arrive unscathed at the end of their journey, and enriched with graces and virtues, they might return safely to their homes, which will not lament their absence, filled with salutary and lasting joy. All: Amen.

Encontremos nuestro fin en un sepulcro hueco o en la zanja de un pobre, todos menos los Heraldos mismos deben cenar con la Vigilante Nocturna. Y, por tanto, ¿importa el destino? ¿O es el camino que emprendemos?

Jesús vino para hacernos libres viviendo según su Camino, no esclavizándonos a una rutina, ritual o religión.

Hay muchas cosas que no podemos hacer en nuestra formación espiritual; no podemos “repararnos”, sanarnos o salvarnos a nosotros mismos. Pero sí podemos hacer una cosa: estar con Jesús, pasar tiempo con Él.

El esfuerzo y la gracia son socios, no enemigos tirando de una soga para ver quién se lleva la gloria. Pero la principal función del esfuerzo en nuestra formación es hacer lo que nosotros podemos hacer: preparar un espacio para rendirnos a Dios por medio de las prácticas de Jesús, para que Dios haga lo que nosotros no podemos: sanarnos, liberarnos y transformarnos en personas amorosas.

La cultura occidental está construida en torno

Un santo es solo un aprendiz común y corriente que continuó con Jesús.

La cristificación en nuestro interior no es el resultado de la correcta aplicación de las disciplinas espirituales, de encontrar “una buena iglesia” o de dominar bien la técnica del buen vivir; siempre es por pura gracia. Nunca trabajarás más duro por alguna otra cosa en tu vida que por el carácter cristiano, y nada te parecerá un regalo tan inmerecido. Es una paradoja que simplemente tienes que experimentar por ti mismo.

El obstáculo en el camino se convierte en el camino