It was two months ago, on April 10th, that I left St. Jean Pied de Port to walk the Camino.
A month later, on May 10th, I arrived in Santiago de Compostela.
I’d walked all the way.
June 10th and it seems another lifetime ago that I walked through those ancient gates heading to Roncesvalles. So much has happened since. So much has changed.
I’m not sure I can articulate it, other than I can’t bring myself to put a new battery in my razor.
In a much earlier post, whilst on the pilgrimage, I’d written about how complicated my life had become, to the point where I needed to put a battery in my razor to have a shave. And each blade for my Gillette Fusion Power Razor cost $5. For one blade.
At the time I asked myself: Where has the simplicity gone?
Now at home, this daily act of shaving has become very symbolic. Will I keep shaving with a cheap disposable razor? Will I pay $32 for a pack of 6 new blades? Will I put a battery back in my Gillette Fusion Power Razor?
In other words, will I return to the life I once lived, before the Camino? Or will I continue to hang onto those things that I learnt on my pilgrimage.
Which is to live life simply.
I’m organising a garage sale. I’m giving stuff away to St. Vincent de Paul.
And I’m not putting a battery in my razor.