The Long Road
When I started my three month sabbatical, I was wondering what I’d call my blog. I was wanting something relevant, but short enough to fit into one line. So I asked myself, think on why I’m embarking on this sabbatical; to reunite with distant family, to walk El Camino, to find some spiritual awakening lying underneath my work life. After some false starts, I thought of and stuck with “Falling Awake”; as somehow I felt how I was alive but not entirely awake to my inner self and feelings. Little did I know, however, just how relevant this title would be, how now on my fifth week (well to be specific, four weeks and five days) I’ve arrived into Santiago de Campostela with its true understanding. While my expectations from my Sabbatical were varied, I never once lost sight of what Gerald told me (he not only walked El Camino, he started near Paris, making it 1,600 relative to my meagre 800 kms). He told me that hold on to your expectations, but hold them loosely as the Camino will