I meditate on the morning star.
Practice this with me.
We walk to the southern outskirts of Ourense — passing a church, then walking through country-side, villages, and then an industrial section before we reach our hotel.
I read Chapter 6 of the Tao te Ching (translated by Steven Mitchell):
“The Tao is called the Great Mother:”
“Empty yet inexhaustible,
it gives birth to infinite worlds.”
I watch a bird with an injured wing.
We think that we see part of Ourense but are not sure.
“It is always present within you.
You can use it any way you want.”
We are close to the outskirts of Ourense. A sign tells us that we are 115.5 kilometers from Santiago — the goal of our pilgrimage.
We enter the industrial part of Ourense.
We we are close to our hotel.
We walk past dozens of trucks, parked on the side of the street. Our hotel is next to a gas station.
Our hotel — the Hotel San Cibrao.
I meditate, looking out the window.
The Tao is the mother of all things. It is within you and you can use it however you want.