by markwestwriter | May 18, 2018 | Worry
It was a clear morning and the moon was full as I walked down the windy streets of Ventosa alone. The Portland girls (who were in the bunks above and beside me) got up at 430 so I followed suit and left Cormac behind. I soon found the little spray painted yellow...
by markwestwriter | May 10, 2018 | Love
Day 6- Estella to Torres Del Rio (“Notes from the Camino de Santiago” retraces my walk across Spain on the Camino de Santiago and relates some of the lessons I learned from the experience.) It was still dark out as I walked out the door of the...
by markwestwriter | May 2, 2018 | Uncategorized
I had been going through a rough period and was questioning my life, my choices, my marriage. It was a year or two after the recession and things had gotten bad at home, my wife and I disagreeing on just about everything, even though we were doing better than most it...
by markwestwriter | Apr 26, 2018 | Hope, Love
Three years ago, I didn’t have any. My life in California had fallen apart and I found myself in France at the foot of the Pyrenees on a wet-gray morning with a 35 pound pack on my back and the foolish idea that if I walked across Spain I might be able to come to...
by markwestwriter | Jan 13, 2018 | live
The days slide by as we live out these steps that lead us down the path of the finest destination any of us has ever traveled. Don’t think. Don’t anticipate. Just be. Be the chirping crickets, the dancing fireflies, the coyotes howling at the moon. Be the...