If They Leave You, You Must Let Them Go

A poignant reminder to let go

Thought Catalog

Jörg SchubertJörg Schubert

“If he leaves, you have to let him go,” My mother sits at the kitchen table, offering up this simple sentence. I want to tell her it isn’t that easy and I don’t understand why. She gently pushes a plate of food towards me, but I’m not hungry. Her eyes are green, just like mine. I can see the worry. I want to tell her I’m okay.

But in that moment, I’m not.

“But why would he say those things? I don’t understand. Nothing makes sense.” I stare at my hands because I’m afraid to look straight at my mom. We have faced unimaginable demons together, taking turns at the helm. We have steered ships straight through storms, together. We are Athenas, strong and resilient. We are warriors, and I know this. But a boy has left me and I can’t stop crying. I want to ask her…

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Hard Feet

I Am The Wayfarer

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16 days of walking brings me to just under halfway of my journey to Santiago de Compostela. The mountains have given way to expansive plains and, although my phone is no SLR  camera, I think the picture does the past few days’ scenery justice. I find myself in awe of the massiveness of it all.

It has been a bit of strange week weather wise, for the first 4 days the temperature hardly peaked above 10 ℃ and now it is 27℃ with clear skies. We have slept in barns, churches, nunneries and a very strange man’s house.

I was speaking with a friend recently who said the Camino can be split into 3 stages. The First is the physical challenge, tall mountains, rolling hills and a body screaming for mercy as you relentlessly drive yourself forward. The Second is the mental challenge, monotonous days of walking on exposed flat…

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