My Way
The purchase of a book former ST JACQUES was originally demon departure in August 2004.
The sentence which had decided to make the journey "if the path you called, go ahead...''
and I went, without imagine everything that it would create dislocation in my life...
With only 3 weeks of leave, my choice was focused on EL VOIE FRENCH in Spain...
and these 3 weeks have been a real revelation on myself and my relationship with the other.
First, not only I had never practised to march to the long term, but more I had never been to backpack!! ;
In return, I had been badly shaken by this experience.. out of time.
And in September, life resumed its normal course without significant change.
In 2005, I was repeating.
This time I decided to leave OVIEDO, to borrow EL VOIE PRIMITIVO, and to cross the mountains of ASTURIAS...
It was magnificent, magic... I finally understood that my life could no longer be identical to the back...
and in my mind, I knew that a day, I will see what the Way I had gained,...
quemême and I had to give it back. It was not only a clear, but in the order deschoses.
Moi who sometimes while walking suspected of my abilities some days to continue, and that after
a good nuitsalutaire, repartais the next day, ragaillardie.
These stops in the hostels for pilgrims, were for much in my choice of new life.. VéRO
Véronique Pautrel