End of walk

I’ve hiked enough for the time being; I wouldn’t wish to walk further even if time were available.  Some people have greater energy and enthusiasm; the ones who started in Le Puy and are continuing as far as Santiago (1,500 or so kilometers); the young woman who I encountered running along at 40+ kilometers per day; the older woman who has logged up 12,000 kilometers of solo-hiking in the last few years despite a rare illness that requires her to return to Amsterdam for a medical procedure every seven weeks.  For some of these modern parivrajakas, the trail is home.

During the remaining days of my adventure, I’m esconced at a friend’s house north of Logorño.  A comfy cabin nestled between fruit trees, completely off-grid, with electricity from the sun, water from the winter rains, a septic tank for sewage, internet via cellular – a quarter hour’s walk to the nearest tiny village which itself lacks shops or other amenities. Here alone and enjoying the peace of the Basque countryside.

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Spanish solidarity for Palestine

Street in Spanish town with Palestinian flag

In every small Spanish town or village there are Palestinian flags flown from balconies, strung across streets, or even over the village entrance sign.  I can’t comment on the motivations behind the phenomenon, but it seems dead right, timely and appropriate while a genocide is unfolding before our eyes, or while we cover them.

The Spanish government is responding at least partially to the will of its constituency by expressing opposition to Israel’s policies.  Unfortunately, while western countries are finally taking the token step of recognizing Palestine as a state, they are not yet willing to enact the measures needed to stop Israel’s killing machine.

Arms boycotts and strong economic pressure would really be sufficient.

This is a reminder that what began in Gaza will not stop there.  Palestinians in the West Bank are being targeted; while even those who hold full Israeli citizenship are being intimidated.

One day, Israelis themselves will wake up and discover that their government’s policies have been an act of wrong-headed self-harm that has solved nothing while making everything worse both for Palestinians and for themselves.

For a regular rundown on what’s happening, the Good Shepherd Collective is one organization who do regular mailings, like this one.

Israel heightens Genocide: Scholars estimate 680,000 killed in Gaza

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Israeli forces killed 416 Palestinians between September 10 and 17, bringing total fatalities since October 2023 to 65,062, with 165,697 injured

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Seeing with love

Reality is not just as we see it; neither is it, as Buddhists or Adwaitins would have it, empty or devoid of form.  However, it is essentially built or dependent upon consciousness / existence.  

The world of forms, and of the distinctions we see, is based upon this underlying consciousness.  It is like a kaleidoscope that can spin out endless patterns, all produced from the same essential base elements, without which none of the variety would be seen.  Consciousness is a vast well from which distinctions can arise, only to fall back and become reintigrated.

Most of us cannot observe the base consciousness; we can only intuit its existence from the plethora of forms.  Those few who do see it tend to lose their sense of the differences and distinctions. They come to inhabit a world where distinctions no longer exist. Seeing the one uniform underlying reality, they are unable to appreciate the world that the rest of us see. This is what underlies statements such as that the world is an illusion, or an appearance, or empty.

My understanding is that the world is real as it is, but would not exist were it not for the seed consciousness that underlies all things.

Seen in another way the perceived world exists within consciousness.  Theists might say that it exists within God.

The existence-consciousness cannot be experienced by the individual, because it is not or cannot become an object in the same way as things or concepts. In order to “experience” it, the individual would needs disappear and understand his own dependence on the seed consciousness, his own kinship with the underlying reality.

The sense of our own separateness or estrangement from all beings and things is the primary complication of our wrong perception of reality as made up of objects. It leads to egoistic exploitation, extractivism, competition with other humans and beings – and all the other evils that are, in our current era, driving humanity to the brink of extinction.

We cannot, simply with our eyes or other senses, modify our perception.  We can understand intellectually, in terms of concepts, the idea of a common unifying consciousness. That is at least a knowledge that could be taught, as in schools, and might help us to counter the dangers of our egoistic path toward self-destruction; and maybe this is necessary.

The vast majority of people have become so numbed by sensory perception that they are unable to deeply appreciate statements to the effect that “we are all one” or that distinctions are dependent upon a single underlying consciousness.

Furthermore, as mentioned earlier, we cannot directly experience this transcendental onenes without ceasing to exist as separate individuals. If we do, it is well-nigh impossible to appreciate from that place the real world of distinctions. We can no longer see the world as others see it; it no longer exists for us. Neither perspective is totally wrong; or is totally true.

What we can do, beyond intellectual understanding, or interpretation through concepts, is to intuit the underlying consciousness. We can, as it were, see it with our hearts.  This is a kind of inner vision that goes beyond our normal perception.  It is a question of feeling the inner reality behind the manifestations.  It is not what we ordinarlly call “experience”, because the latter is something that belongs to “me”, whereas this intuitive perception is rather something that envelops the “me”.  It is seeing with love.

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Walking in Spain

The Spanish part of this walk is quite different from the French.  The mix of ages, the smorgasbord of nationalities, the accommodations along the way.  There is a distinct character to the French walk.  In general, you book in advance, and arrive at around 15:00.  In the evening there is a common meal, which means that communications and stories are exchanged in a particular way.

On the Spanish side, you tend to leave and arrive earlier.  Bookings are not as necessary as the variety is larger.  Meetings and encounters are more haphazard.  Meals are eaten out or made in the albergue from ingredients bought in shops and supermarkets.

The French way is more to my liking, though each has its charm.  As for the countryside, France has the edge for its beauty. Spain is dryer, at this time of year, though the vistas are impressive so far.

My walk will continue as far as Logroño. It’s enough for now

 

Looking south over a wide landscape from a promontory along the way from Pamplona: a man is seen hiking against a background of fields and trees.

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Across the Pyrenees

Reached Roncesvalles now, which is just over the Pyrenees, in Spain. I will continue along this walk for another few days before going to see a friend in the Basque country. Met some really nice people in France, though most of the ones I got to know are finishing at the border.

A potok (horse) is seen grazing on grass upon a hillside.
The camino path on a misty, treed hillside, just after the pass from France to Spain.
Looking South across wooden hillsides half shrouded in cloud.
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