PILGRIMAGE

Pilgrimage Tales

The compulsion to walk through pain in order to heal.

I have been writing posts about my need to walk, as though walking is a penance for some unknown wrongs I may have committed over my 73 years of living; or for the process of healing from the wounds received over the years. I walk for therapy.

I walked for two weeks in France in 2012–265 kilometers. I walked for forty days in northern Spain in 2015–800 kilometers. I walked for nineteen days in central Europe in 2017–540 kilometers. And I walk almost daily when I am not walking some sort of pilgrimage route, usually averaging 5 kilometers per day over 365 days.

Here on Medium, I have published three posts about my 2012 pilgrimage. And yes, I intend on finishing off that story in the days, weeks, and perhaps months to come. Here are the links to those three posts.

It came as a surprise to me that these posts have found an audience here on Medium, with the first post becoming the second-highest-earning story in my collection of stories and poems. So, I went searching to find out if there were other self-declared pilgrims here on Medium.

The first one I found, was Grey Hen With A Pen who posted about a pilgrimage to the past. I didn’t include my own pilgrimage to the past which happened in 2019 in Europe. Now, I do understand it as a pilgrimage as well.

And then I found Simon Heathcote who wrote about his pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela in northwestern Spain.

Another pilgrim walking the Camino, Julia Winsa tells her story as a woman walking the pilgrimage.

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