Who snores? Who smells? All and no body. We live our given humanity that has been redeemed. There is a daily morning recognition that we have more in common than differences of origin, language and age. El Camino has been about people who you don't know and who sleep next to you. People who you see today and not tomorrow, but the day after. People who you see in the hostels and then when you rest your steps. People with whom you get conversations without beginning nor end but that continue every time you see a familiar face again.
This week we crossed the region of Navarra from east to west. We slept in Roncesvalles, in the capital city Pamplona, in Puente La Reina, Estella, Los Arcos, Viana. We started the wine country of La Rioja and without a drop of grape juice, we are almost over the whole region. We went through its capital city Logroño and we have slept in Navarrete, Najera and tonight 'Domingo' night in Santo Domingo de la Calzada, the town where once a chicken crocked after being roosted. This is an interesting stop. Santo Domingo is a town of the way. It is named after Domingo, an hospitalero, who became saint by taking care of pilgrims like us one thousand years ago.
Some cereal fields begun to take space from the vines today. It is like telling us that La Rioja is almost over and they Castilla is getting closer. This is a very slow trip. As slow as food grows in the fields with every single drop of rain and ray of sun. So patiently without knowing the World's news.
Lesson of the day:
If leaving everything behind for you Lord means perfection , so all of this way of limitations would be my satisfaction. Not Lord, no. It is not enough to leave everything behind if I still cling to the old in me. It is not enough to leave everything behind, but also it is necessary to love you more Lord for your love.
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