Thoughts from a Medival Town

Thought from Cirauqui, Spain

It is a ok if you have never of Cirauqui, Spain.  It is a medival town of 450 or so inhabitants.  The name in Basque means placer of vipers; a town build a about 1000 years ago on a hill opt rock.  Here like in many of the towns there is a central church and a populace that is well just friendly and welcoming.  They welcome with hospitality and smiles those who walk the Camino for whatever it is we seek in our pilgrimage.  They welcome those who seek meaning; those who seek direction; those who seek the joy of sacrifice; those who walk for ... This is a path I choose to walk to Santiago to hear the voice of God in the people of this town; in the openness of fellow pilgrims willing to share their stories. The days are long; the pain is consistent and constant; but it may not overcome the joy of walking to hear God; in the voices of the sounds along the path, in the sharing of fellow pilgrims; in the smiles and wisdom of the shop keepers. So tonight one rests in a medival town and tomorrow in another  village along Camino until Santiago or until God chooses to end the path.

JB