Just the Next Step 

I can’t go on.” I called to Nannette, a new friend from North Carolina with whom I had been hiking 12 hours that day. We’d started that morning at 440 am. “I need to stop,” I said. We were only 200 meters from the albergue. Clearly, the real answer, was to walk just a few…

Stay with your feet

The night before I left, Grace, Gabrielle and Gabrielle’s boyfriend Matthew, all came over to dinner with Karen and I. We had a great sharing and prayer time before departure. During the evening, Grace said something that stuck with me. It pierced me. It reached to my core. It was the simple phrase, “stay with…

My Favorite Things

Farewell parties; amazing foods, tears of appreciation; deep feelings; that sense of loss and joy simultaneously; departures and arrivals; the gift of the most amazing people ever to pastor and enjoy and know and experience; significant conversations; meals with friends; crazy text messages that communicate love and joy– these are a few of my favorite…

It Begins

There’s something about dreaming and thinking about an event, that when the day arrives it feels unreal, impossible, amazing, uncanny, startling. My daughter Grace (29) and I walked through downtown Portland a couple weeks back to attend the St James’ Mass and receive our shells for our journey together. Grace will join me for 10…

Prayer Beads

My dear friend Karen Hernandez made these prayer beads for me to take on the Camino.  I love how artists think — they are so intentional in what they include, whether it is the fabric chosen in a quilt, colors or mediums in a painting or the particular stones in prayer beads. Karen wrote:  “The…