“The Camino comes for us all.”
I keep hearing these words when someone encounters injury; loses something; breaks a tooth; experiences delay, misfortune, or discouragement.
Crossroads
It often feels as though I am on a diving board
Up above the clouds
Teetering on the edge
One foot on the board
And the other foot off
It feels as though our ancestors
Took our beloved Earth
Placed it on top of a mountain
And pushed it over an edge