Day 12 – AKA We’re off to see the Wizard! This was the day we woke up in O Pedrouzo with our eye on Santiago de Compostela!
For the first 3 or more hours of the walk, we were in darkness. And it rained most of the time. It was, for me, an incredibly hard walk filled with anxious moments in black forests hoping we didn’t get too lost on the path.
Soon after daybreak, we arrived at Monte de Gozo! The HILL OF JOY! This is the place where many pilgrims get their first glimpse of the spires in Santiago. It’s the ONE-HOUR mark, too. Soon, we would arrive!
ALL the familiar signs came into view, building on the excitement of our eventual arrival. Like the dancing star on the outskirts!
…and the Santiago de Compostela sign, which is so covered now with mementos you can just make it out…
Feelings of saudade! Longing, desire, sadness, joy, angst…everything wrapped up together. And excitement for Michael, who had not yet experienced his first arrival into the plaza in front of the cathedral!
THE FIRST GLIMPSES OF THE SPIRES…
That walk into the little archway just prior to walking out the other side into Praza de Obradoiro, the plaza in front of the CATHEDRAL. In the archway, the pipes…the pipes they play!
Then, what the whole thing is for…the arrival at the Cathedral!
And that, my friends, was OUR Camino de Santiago!
Keep your ears–and your hearts–open for the CALL. The Camino begins with a whisper. When it finds you, the whisper grows until the day you step off that plane and make your way to the path. When your feet touch down on the Camino de Santiago, your life begins…
I hear the sound
With your kiss
My life begins
You’re spring to me
To meDon’t you know you’re