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From the Shore You Cannot See's avatar

Reading this made me think of a pilgrimage we have in Greece. Every May, people walk from Chalkida to the shrine of Saint John the Russian in Prokopi, a journey of roughly 50 kilometres through Evia. I have not walked either route, so I stand rather humbly before those who do, both there and here. Whatever the particular faith or personal reason behind the journey, I deeply admire people willing to carry it with their own bodies, one step at a time. Perhaps some forms of connection can only be understood by walking beside others towards the same distant place.. i loved your article..

Rebecca Lindell's avatar

Thanks as always for naming this, Rebecca!

Interesting to me that for such a physical experience, it winds up being all about the emotional and spiritual side.

I think when we can get out of our heads and into our bodies, we are more primed to make those connections. Nothing like walking 8 hours a day to get you out of your head, into your body and then to open your heart!

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