Walking with a problem
One thing I have relished by volunteering is the brief encounters with pilgrims. They come in, often limping, or at least walking as if on egg shells. After a shower and a good meal, they begin to perk up like flowers soaking in water after a hot day. When they arrive, it is as if they could not walk another day, but the next morning, they are always ready to get started for the big climb going out of the pueblo.
Their stories are incredible, of course, just as I experienced with my previous walks. It raises further questions for me in my study as I consider the needs of pilgrims upon their entry into Santiago. One pilgrim spoke last night about carrying a problem during the pilgrimage, and wondering whether the physical pain was a result less of the strain of walking and more the strain of being on pilgrimage, that is carrying the problem on the journey. This pilgrim believed that upon return home, telling the story of the pilgrimage would be difficult (as it is for many). I do not think that a few days in Spain would cure that, but I think that offering a hospitality place to reflect on the journey could prepare people for their return home to folks who will inquire about their journey, and fortify them, or give them permission to say they are not ready to talk. Yet, I think it could also provide them with a little yeast to begin the ongoing reflection they will have when they return home.
I still think most pilgrims are in a better place to share with other pilgrims while they are in Santiago, especially if they are in a place that feels more like a transitional place, than a dumping off point. They are celebrating with their communitas, still, though not all feel that way. Some want a private room, but others, I think, are looking for a place to talk and share. There are a few places in Santiago that are doing more than is advertised. One albergue, run by the Franciscans, offers and evening prayer, with a wonderful meditative tradition. I´m hoping to interview one of the priests or sisters who receive pilgrims there.
Blessed are the Franciscans! Oh, goodness there is a picture I really wish I could post now!