Walking toward Ponte de Lima, I did walking meditation.
Walking toward Ponte de Lima, I watched a bull in a field.
Walking toward Ponte de Lima, a bell rang as I watched the sun in the water.
Coming into Ponte de Lima, I watched my breath, the in-breath and out-breath.
By the fountain in Ponte de Lima, a fellow pilgrim shouted to me, “Bom Cominho!” (Those are the words people use to greet pilgrims — it means, “Have a good journey– Good Cominho!”)
Lao tsu writes (chapter 24):
“He who stands on tiptoe
doesn’t stand firm.
He who rushes ahead
doesn’t go far.
He who tries to shine
dims his own light.
He who defines himself
can’t know who he really is.
He who has power over others
can’t empower himself.
He who clings to his work
will create nothing that endures.
If you want to accord with the the Tao,
just do your job, then let it go.”
Normal life seeks fullness. The Inner Path embraces emptiness. Thoughts come and we let them go.