This blog was originally about two girls who began to pilgrimage on the 20th of June of 2013, walking from Sigtuna, Sweden, with the goal to reach Santiago de Compostela in the northwestern part of Spain.
The journey stopped sometime in September of 2013, and will hopefully continue in the future.

Monday, 24 June 2013

A certain kind of protection

Good evening!

For once I'm not lying inside my tent,  but Sitting outside right next to it (!). That might be good as a change. Who knows? Changing habits is really efficient sometimes. Gives you a new perspective in a way.

There are some things that you just have to love and give a lot of love to when you walk and live like this (no particular order here):
  First: your walking companion.  Give her lots of love even though you feel like you are out words due to your tired head, and you know that you are  going to walk another 10 km on that same straight road of asphalt.
Secondly: SURPRISE!!  YOur shoes. Let them know you havn't forgot about them. Put them in a nice cozy platic bag every night before you go to bed so they will have a good rest before tomorrow's new adventures.
Thirdly: your walking stick. One time someone somewhere told me that you can put 20% of your body weight on your stick while walking. That means a lot to us right now.
Forthly: all the people you meet every day that open up their hearts for us, giving us so much energy. Someone waving from a car, someone at the supermarket asking where your going,  a nice old stubborn man who after a moment of suspicious looks, decides to refill our waterbottles from his own tap.

I could go on for ever you see...

Five days have passed and tonight we put up our tents in a beautiful little village around 18 km outside Enköping. Earlier today we spotted a church on the map, hoping and praying that we could stay there for the night. Now we are here, just by the church. There is a friendly atmosphere here, like Loïs said that she in a normal case would not like to sleep by the church seeing that with a church,  often comes a graveyard. But tonight she feels calm. The caretaker of the church also greeted us and when leaving after closing the church for the day,  he gave us two candles to light for him in Santiago de Compostela.

A reflection: Thinking of death is sometimes scary. But life isn't always scary, it can be, but not always. And death is a part of life, right? If you see it that way it might become a little little less scary....

Good night, have a good night's sleep and hug each other before you go to bed.

Love, peace and eternal bliss,

Lovisa and Loïs