As I write this I am hours from starting my departure journey to return home. There's not a lot of new to add for those that have read the blogs over the years. This journey, like all the other journeys, was very unique. One of the biggest aspects of this journey was overcoming. That's not the same things in the past weren't overcome, that is to say that there was a newfound focus on this journey to tackle the stressful or scary situation, put anxiety aside, and overcome. A classic example is the many bridges of wonderful heights. Many of these I'd already crossed in the past, hands-firmly gripped onto the guardrails, staring ahead and speeding across. This time I tried to take the time to enjoy the scenery afforded from the bridge each time. This does not mean that the height did not bother me, or that in the back of my mind I wasn't questioning the integrity of the rusted metal under my feet. It means I pushed myself to find the beauty and enjoyment in where I was when I was.
For the most part, this journey wasn't about new growth so much as it was about continuing growth from past journeys leaving very little to really discuss openly.
As a follow-up to last week's post, I visited the apostles tomb again as promised. I still have one more visit on a future Camino that is promised to the apostle.
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