The “R” Memories – Walking the Camino Memory Lane



Resilience – this is all I could think about when I saw this lone poppy growing on the side of a stone wall. How amazing is this!

Of course, poppies hold a special place in my heart as it was my dear sister Denise’s favorite flower. Resilience is something we all have deep inside us when we face difficult situations – Like this flower, we must fight and work and grow even in the barest of conditions…




Reflection – something we do all the time as we walk on the Camino… Self reflection on our past, on choices in life, the paths we chose and the direction we select…

What a beautiful location to take a picture – I am reflected but momentarily in the water, a moment in time which will never occur again… at least, no in the same way of this particular moment. How still was this moment for me – and I can assure you, the Camino journey is one of endless reflections…



Pilgrims die on the Camino. Often, crosses, tombstones and grave markers are placed in their memory and honour, ans as we walked by those markers, we remember them, even though we likely do not know of them. It’s a action of respect.

The Camino is NOT a walk in the park, but it also is something most can actually do, as long as one listens to one’s body and mind, and take one’s time.



Resting is just as important to a pilgrim as walking. One needs to rest when the body tells us to rest. This particular location is a special place to rest – special to me. My friends Rebekah and Patrick of Moratinos maintain this location. I knew nothing of them the first time I sat on this bench but got to know them during my stay in Moratinos.

It is people like them who care about the Camino, the pilgrims and the value of the journey who make our experience that much better… Thank you Rebekah and Patrick – from Canada, I send you my best!

Reflection of light

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There are moments on the Camino that take one’s breath away. I walked into this small church, tired, weary and somewhat a bit lost.

I sat down and started to think about my journeys on the Camino, and the sun was setting in such a way that it cast its rays through the windows. I looked up and saw this display of colours changing with each passing minute – and at a precise moment, I felt an urge to try to capture the sun peeking through the stained glass window. A perfect moment displaying the reflection of light.

Somehow, this just made my heart feel warm and I gained the energy and strength to walk an additional 8 kilometers. At times, inspiration and encouragement manifest themselves in peculiar ways.

Cheers from my virtual Camino tour!

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The Power of a Song

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“Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories and songs are the language of the heart”
― Stephen R. Lawhead

Music and songs have always been an integral part of my life. I can figure out where I was and what I was doing when I used to listen thousands of songs. Working midnight shifts gave me ample opportunity to listen to music. My memory is strong with notes, words, cadence and rhythms. Some songs can bring me to tears, such as “Wishing you were somehow here again” from the Phantom of the Opera, “Amazing Grace” sung by Carrie Underwood and “Nessun Dorma” interpreted by Luciano Pavarotti.

Some songs make me stop and dance such as “Happy” by Pharrell Williams, “Staying Alive” by the Bee Gees and many of the bluegrass songs my husband introduced in our lives.

Last week, I heard a song that moved me in ways none had done before. It was played at my nephew’s funeral and although it is not the typical type of song I have in my current repertoire, it certainly is now. My nephew Michel loved his music, and he enjoyed playing so everyone could share its sounds. As pictures streamed giving us so many glimpses into Michel’s life, this music gave me shivers, shook me to the core. I grasped most of the words but the overall music is what grabbed my every brain cell. Perhaps it was a combination of the high level of emotions everyone in the room felt, or the flashback to my high school days of Led Zeppelin or Pink Floyd. Whatever it was, it stayed in my mind.

Later on, I downloaded the song and the words and really gave a an attentive listen and I was moved by the words, and the song took an even bigger place in my mind. I wanted to share this with you as I know many of my immediate and extended families not to mention friends and acquaintances are going through some very challenging times. This may not be something you enjoy, or appreciate, and I respect this. But perhaps, just perhaps, it gives you a 9 minute pause in your busy day to think of something else…

I took the liberty of adding the words to this blog – and if you are so inclined, the link to the music. I do want to mention the song is rock-blues… far from a ballad, but it certainly has found a place on my ipod.

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The song can be heard at Youtube:

Michel, your influence continues on… May you look over those who love and care for you.

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