Some years ago, I was member of a cult: the Miracle of Love. It was there that I discovered the intensity of emotions when there is absolutely nowhere to hide. You're on show, exposed, naked - physically and psychologically. I had a similar experience on the Camino - not as intense - yet, at day's end - I often felt vulnerable, exposed, and ill at ease in the company of fellow pilgrims. I remain perplexed by the arising and fading of these emotions over which I have little if any control. I began to feel comfortable and at ease only after adjusting and adapting to that ever changing companionship landscape.
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