spacetime, paso a paso y todo a su tiempo
it was a start carrying far too much. but a beginning, nevertheless.
what is & was in my metaphorical rucksack? i think, it will require many notebooks to write about that. i bought six cuadernos in santiago and i will start to fill them over the next days and weeks.
i carry a heavy, lifelong desire (or trained affliction) to control my surroundings. but the camino, life itself quickly stripped away the illusion that this is possible.
i may have initially wrapped myself in the armor of stoicism. dichotomy of control, the three disciplines of desire, action and assent, still struggling to suspend my own internal judgments of the world. i was walking the path, but my mind was still fighting it.
the vast, flat plains of the meseta did something. less mind, more soul. less thinking, more feeling, observing what is, reflecting more deeply.
isolation became a mirror. memories resurfaced. but framed differently, i can see how easily we become trapped in the permanent monologue of our pasts.
we let ourselves be weighed down by the blinding ornaments of modern society surrounding us. strip that away and it becomes apparent that we truly only have a fragment of time to be alive. now.
am i still revolving around myself? yes, surely. but it isn’t a purely egocentric exercise. i am on a journey to where it may hurt, unfortunately not only me, uncovering these memories, that aren’t purely mine, but also connected to other souls in my family, my tribe and ultimately humanity. so yes, it is a little selfish, but with good intentions, a path towards yoyu. where i have the capacity to deliver abundance of heart, kindness to others, help those that need it.
pilgrims’ hugs, not only in the physical sense, but also deeply spiritual embraces, abrazos, with others that need them. hearts and souls aligned in quiet synchrony.
acceptance of our shared, beautiful imperfection. somos humanos. all we can do is go through life attentively, trying over and over again to touch the hearts, the souls and the lives of others positively.
i need a different kind of quiet in my life. in order to pay attention. so, i will learn how to medidate. how to move to the background the noises of the world.
no more restless search for meaning and answers, choosing instead to practice an attentive waiting. slowing my pace, increasing the intensity of my inner experience. just sit or walk or cycle or run, breathe, and make space in my soul for everything that appears. making spacetime for it. welcoming emptiness, not absence, but space & time.
a new beginning. step by step, and all in its own time. spacetime. embracing uncertainty, living a simple life, and allowing life to naturally reveal itself.
i’m now back in berlin - the photos kind of give it away, that i chose a fast form of travel. that brings its own challenges. a bit like beaming. it feels very fast and kind of strange, a bit of an uprooting from camino life over the last six weeks.
but i & we need spacetime here also. to figure out where our caminos go. to walk the caminos, onwards, forwards, step by step.
happy to report that even airports can be used to write notes. as long as the cuaderno is a nice one.
over the next few days i might reduce the post frequency. or not, just what feels right. and the posts from the camino frances, edition 2026 will eventually move into the projects section of the webpage, into the project awol - all walks of life. happy reading!
