Texts with our gorgeous Caterina

For those of you who walked the Camino Portuguese Tour in April, you’ll remember Catarina with enormous affection.

Beautiful, wild, crazy, generous, funny – did I say beautiful? – she drove our van and attended our petty needs and made the tour very special for all of us.

When we said goodbye to her in Santiago, we all felt very sad – as though we were saying goodbye to a dear friend. Which is what she’d become to us.

Catarina is a qualified lawyer, studying with the long term aim to become a judge. She’s a smart cookie.

The highlight of our tour with her was when we got to Santiago and she parked the Mercedes van in “…the best spot, Bill. You would not believe what a great parking spot I found. I couldn’t believe my luck!”

The following morning I was sitting in a coffee shop having breakfast with Jennifer and I casually looked out the front window and noticed that several police cars were in the square nearby, supervising a large tow truck that was, yes, towing our van.

Yep Catarina, that was the best parking spot!!

I hadn’t heard from Catarina for a while because she’s had her head down studying, but I woke up to find a delightful text from her. So we exchanged SMSs, which became very silly…

Here is Catarina:

Caterina4 And here are the texts:

 

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Julian Lord – The Loneliness of the Long Distance Pilgrim

The Aragónes Way
This year was my first time on this section of the Camino, and there are still not many pilgrims who walk to Santiago on this Way.

I’m writing this having been on the Francès for a week (hooray !!!), and so perhaps these words will be a comparison rather than an impression.

From the Somport down to Jaca, the Camino is physically pretty much a continuation of the road from Oloron to Somport — picture a river valley, flanked by tall mountain ridges on either side, a main road, and the Camino weaving in and out of these up or down towards small mountain villages, and you’ll have a good picture of those miles.

One part is in France and the other in Spain, and the other major difference is that the Pilgrim’s hostels on the French side are more often Catholic, and those on the Aragón side more business-like.

Travelling through the Pyrenees on the Somport route can take several days, unlike at SJPP, which is easily accessed from various different non-mountain locations, and the Pyrenees crossed in a single day. After Jaca, the Camino follows the Rio Aragón valley westwards, and the surroundings become a magnificent vista of stunning natural beauty. The valley is broad, the Rio flows in its natural river bed, and one’s view of the land often stretches for miles, encompassing farmlands, blue mountains in the distance, woodlands and hills, roads and rivers, resembling the landscapes of a fantasy novel.

Three different Caminos have joined at Jaca, and now you will start to meet small numbers of other pilgrims, as you make your way towards Puente La Reina and the Francès. The original route of the Aragónes is, sadly, submerged under a man-made lake, and so the modern pilgrim climbs up towards Ruesta, and through some arduous sunburnt hills further south, until finally returning to the historical Way at the villages found just a few short kilometres from Eunate and Puente La Reina — although Sanguësa, the first large town of Navarra that one comes to, already has much of the feel of the Francès.

Eunate !!! A sheer delight of peace, elegance, and beauty — and I think the loveliest small church I have ever visited. It is hard to think of the Camino Aragónes ending at Puente La Reina — when in fact, depending on one’s being a cyclist or walker, and on whichever variant route one follows, one can join the Francès in several locations — whereas it feels clear to me that Eunate is truly the symbolic end of that Way, located as it is at only a stone´s throw from the Francès, and particularly as it is common for Pilgrims of the Francès to make the detour to Eunate.

It is a quiet Way, and so more suited to those seeking perhaps a more peaceful Camino far from the hustle and bustle of the social life of the jam-packed Refugios of the Francès, with the disadvantage that it also somewhat more costly to travel the Aragónes than the Francès.

I am glad to have walked that path, though I personally doubt that I would repeat the journey — I seem to have had my fill of the lonely and solitary Way of Saint James in 2005, and seem to need the presence of others on the Camino and in the evenings.

Joining the Francès was a greater joy than I anticipated, not so strong perhaps as my 2005 arrivals in Lourdes and SJPP, as I did not imagine that simply joining the road already travelled would feel so powerful. In hindsight, I think I was in greater need of the familiarity of the Francès than I imagined …

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Another adventure begins – redux…

Today another adventure begins –

Jennifer and I leave Mudgee and head down to Sydney where on Thursday we fly out to Bombay.

There we begin work on my intuition film.

From Bombay we head to Delhi, then up to the holy town of Rishikesh on the Ganges. And downstream to the major pilgrimage city of Haridwar.

Then we head north to Amristar in Punjab, and the famed Golden Temple. From there we then head up into the base of the Himalayas, to the Dalai Lama’s residence-in-exile at Dharamsala.

We then fly to Rome, to seek the Church’s views on intuition.

While in Italy we’ll also do a scout of the Assisi tour, which we’re mounting next year.

I’m very excited to be finally shooting this film, which has been gestating now for fifteen years, ever since an intuitive “voice” saved my life very early one morning in New Orleans.

Thank you to those who’ve come on board as investors to help me realise this amazing film. And to those who might be interested in supporting this project, please let me know and I’ll send you some information.

I approach any new film with a degree of trepidation. I know what a huge undertaking it is, and what a huge responsibility.

But it’s also an incredible privilege – because I’m in the fortunate position where I can disseminate ideas to a world audience. It’s taken me nearly forty years of honing my craft to have this privilege, and consequently I want each film I now make to matter.

I believe this next film will matter.

I’ll be blogging daily and posting photos – so stay tuned here for regular updates.

Whenever I travel, I always carry a St. Christopher’s medallion with me. St. Christopher is the patron saint of travellers. I do this because in 1982 I made a film about a lone sailor whose yacht sank in a storm in the middle of the Pacific. The sailor was a remarkable man, aged 70, and he survived for 32 days adrift in a life raft.

He put his survival down to a St Christopher medal he had with him.

Ever since making that film – my second independent film, and one that I’m particularly proud of – I’ve carried a medallion with me in my wallet whenever I travel. I got it from the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. I also have one on my car key ring.

I’m not Catholic, and I’m not religious, but still these medallions are important to me. I’d feel very uncomfortable traveling without one.

And on this journey I’ll also carry a little Ganesha with me – the Hindu Elephant God that clears away all obstacles.

So I’m well armed.

Wish me luck!

Bill

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Contact info –

It seems like the gremlins at Word Press have denied us a Comments box again.

I’m about to leave for Sydney, so I’ll wrap my head around this tonight. In the meantime, if you want to contact me, or send me your comments, then do so on:

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And I’ll get back to you, or post your comment once this is sorted.

Once again I apologise on behalf of those pesky Word Press gremlins.

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Another adventure begins…

Today another adventure begins –

Jennifer and I leave Mudgee and head down to Sydney where on Thursday we fly out to Bombay.

There we begin work on my intuition film.

From Bombay we head to Delhi, then up to the holy town of Rishikesh on the Ganges. And downstream to the major pilgrimage city of Haridwar.

Then we head north to Amristar in Punjab, and the famed Golden Temple. From there we then head up into the base of the Himalayas, to the Dalai Lama’s residence-in-exile at Dharamsala.

We then fly to Rome, to seek the Church’s views on intuition.

While in Italy we’ll also do a scout of the Assisi tour, which we’re mounting next year.

I’m very excited to be finally shooting this film, which has been gestating now for fifteen years, ever since an intuitive “voice” saved my life very early one morning in New Orleans.

Thank you to those who’ve come on board as investors to help me realise this amazing film. And to those who might be interested in supporting this project, please let me know and I’ll send you some information.

I approach any new film with a degree of trepidation. I know what a huge undertaking it is, and what a huge responsibility.

But it’s also an incredible privilege – because I’m in the fortunate position where I can disseminate ideas to a world audience. It’s taken me nearly forty years of honing my craft to have this privilege, and consequently I want each film I now make to matter.

I believe this next film will matter.

I’ll be blogging daily and posting photos – so stay tuned here for regular updates.

Whenever I travel, I always carry a St. Christopher’s medallion with me. St. Christopher is the patron saint of travellers. I do this because in 1982 I made a film about a lone sailor whose yacht sank in a storm in the middle of the Pacific. The sailor was a remarkable man, aged 70, and he survived for 32 days adrift in a life raft.

He put his survival down to a St Christopher medal he had with him.

Ever since making that film – my second independent film, and one that I’m particularly proud of – I’ve carried a medallion with me in my wallet whenever I travel. I got it from the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. I also have one on my car key ring.

I’m not Catholic, and I’m not religious, but still these medallions are important to me. I’d feel very uncomfortable traveling without one.

And on this journey I’ll also carry a little Ganesha with me – the Hindu Elephant God that clears away all obstacles.

So I’m well armed.

Wish me luck!

Bill

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Word Press issues?

I’ve just received an email from someone saying that they can’t comment on the blog –

Weird.

I haven’t changed any settings, but sometimes Word Press goes psycho, and changes things without me realising.

So I’ll go in and see what’s what – but if you want to contact me, or leave a comment that I can later post, then email me on: billpgsblog@gmail.com

In the meantime I’ll go into Word Press admin and see if I can figure out what’s wrong.

Wish me luck!

Bill

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Jennifer post: What can you take with you when you die? Redux

I was walking down the corridor at home trying to figure out where I’d left something. A book. I was very frustrated, and I went from room to room, searching everywhere for this book.

But I couldn’t find it. I was getting very grumpy with myself. And then an idea popped into my head: What can I take with me when I die? I can’t take this book I’m looking for, so why am I getting so frustrated and grumpy?

And then I thought to myself: Not only can I not take this book with me, but I can’t take any of the physical things around me, things that often preoccupy my thoughts. Like all the junk in the garage. Or the side curtains that are starting to fade. Or the mattress in the spare bedroom that needs replacing. Or the plants that need repotting.

These things that really don’t matter, yet I think about them. And other things too.

And I thought: I can’t take a clean garage with me when I die. I can’t take new curtains, or a new mattress or plants in bigger pots. Or the sundry other things that I think about from time to time.

So what can I take with me when I die?

When I’m quite happy to take my last breath, when I’m about to move on to my next adventure, I would like to take with me the things that matter to me – like the joy and love that I’ve experienced during my life; the love I’ve shared with my husband and my children. And the beauty of nature, and art.

The beauty of a field of wild flowers.
The beauty of beauty.
And the deliciousness of fresh and exciting ideas.
And of discoveries.
And mysteries.

What I don’t want to take with me is anger and frustration and greed and a desperate need for more and more things. 

So many of us spend our lives working hard at acquiring things that we’re going to leave behind: a big house. A nice car. Beautiful clothes, and expensive nick-hacks.

Things. 

Some of us work hard at leaving behind a legacy, which is generous. But sometimes the cost of that legacy can be ill-health, or acrimonious relationships, or anger. Or disappointment when things don’t work out the way you’d hoped.

I finally found the book, at last. It was where I’d put it. Lost things are always where you put them.

And then I thought: I’m just going to forgive myself now for getting into this state of anger and frustration, and I’m going to look at everything around me quite differently.

I then shifted into a place of peace and equanimity, because I realised that none of it was important. What’s important is relaxation, and happiness, and joy and love.

These are the only really important things you can take with you when you take your last breath.

Jennifer –

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Be the change you want to be… redux

What does that actually mean?

Be the change you want to be…

It means that if you want change in your life, adopt that change and change will come. Don’t wait for change to happen, contingent on something else. Be the change.

An example: I’ll like that person when they stop being rude to me. Like them anyway, embrace them literally and figuratively, and you know what? they might just stop being rude to you.

Another one: I’ll be happy once I get a better job, or I have more money. Try being happy right now in your miserable job, start adopting the mantle of being free of money worries, and the money will come, the better job will come, or your current job will become a happier place.

It’s amazing how it works.

This isn’t about the Spiritual Laws of Attraction, because for that to work it requires a belief that there’s separation between you and what you want. This is saying there’s no separation.

You are what you want.
You are the change you want to be.

Here now is a personal example: I’ve been frustrated for a while because I’ve been waiting for two of my movies to kick in – the thriller to be shot in India, a $7m movie called DEFIANT starring Toni Collette, and my film on intuition.

Not many people realise that independent filmmaking requires enormous patience. Movies usually take between 5-7 years to happen, sometimes longer if, like DEFIANT, the subject matter is tough.

DEFIANT is based on a true story of two young lovers hunted down by their families in an honour killing. I read this story in the Times of India while I was in Bombay about 5 years ago, and I’ve been determined to make the film ever since.

The gestation for the intuition film has been much longer – now coming on 15 years since a “voice” saved my life in New Orleans. But it’s needed that time to coalesce – for me to grasp the full implications of the film I need to make. For me to truly understand what I need to make.

DEFIANT is now getting close to being funded – the script is in terrific shape, Toni is an extraordinary actress, and I’m working with a wonderful Indian producer who feels as passionately about the film as I do. He was born in “honour killing” country in India.

But the reason this funding is now starting to materialise is because two months ago I went to the US for 5 weeks where I spoke with financiers, and that energy I put out there fanned embers that are now becoming flames.

As an aside, one of the reasons DEFIANT is taking this length of time to go into production is because it’s battling age-old and entrenched energy that doesn’t want the film to be made – that wants these horrific practices to continue, because it’s not actually about so-called “honour” at all, it’s really about power and wealth.

With my intuition film, Jennifer and I depart in less than a week to begin filming in India. After having a meaningful dream, and waking up at 4:44am one morning, I decided to get on with it.

I decided to be the change I wanted to be.

And because of that personal commitment, investment is now flowing in; others see that the film is commencing, and they want to support me and be a part of a very exciting (and hopefully profitable) venture. It’s starting to snowball. The film I’ve been working on and dreaming about for so long is now about to start production.

This wouldn’t have happened if I’d waited for something to trigger my commencement.

was that trigger.

When I look back on the fifteen movies I’ve produced and directed, and all the documentaries too, they’ve happened because I took the first step. Without realising it, I’d adopted the practice of being the change I wanted to be.

So many people in my industry sit in coffee shops and talk about the movies they’re going to make and how great they’ll be – better than any movie made by such-and-such or so-and-so.

And three years later they’re still sitting in those same coffee shops and they’re still talking about the great movie they’re going to make, perhaps with a little more bitterness because they believe their extraordinary talents aren’t being properly recognised, and they view the world as being grossly unfair, and limiting.

The world isn’t being unfair or limiting – the world is the world. It’s their actions – their karma – that’s limiting them.

They’re waiting for change – they’re waiting for funding from a Government agency, or validation from independent assessors, to tell them their material is terrific, and that they’re hugely talented, and that the movie should be made.

It’s like waiting for that rude person to stop being rude to you. You’re waiting for that rude person to smile at you. But the rude person won’t smile at you, not until you do something to make them smile.

Here’s an exercise – ask yourself this question: what would you be doing right now if money weren’t an issue. If you were so wealthy you didn’t need to work another day in your life.

Then do it.

That’s the really scary thing, right?
Doing it.
Embracing the rude person.

Because if you begin doing what you want to do, rather than what you need to do, then what you want to do becomes your change. It becomes your life, your reality.

You will begin to be the change you want to be.

Start small, and watch it snowball.
Put energy out there.
The universe loves energy.
The universe will smile at you.
if you embrace it…

Sadhu

Word Press – you are bugging me

Hey guys – sorry for the additional posts but I just am trying to figure out why the comments box doesn’t come up on the website.

I notice that it’s available on the email notification that’s send to you when a new blog is posted.

Huh.

I am by now means a Word Press expert, but I’ve gone through all my settings and nothing appears to be wrong.

Bill

I’ll figure it out…  🙂

Der Spiegel article on the Camino

I’m not in the habit of re-printing newspaper article on this blog, but this feature piece in Der Spiegel, reprinted in the NY Times, is worth a read.

I’ve cut and pasted the intro – with a link to the rest of the article, which is quite long. Interestingly it raises a number of questions that Julian Lord is currently facing on his Camino, and discussing through his posts on this blog.

Here is the article:

Soul Searching and Commerce on the Way of St. James

Not long ago, only a few people would make the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela in Spain. Now, over 200,000 people a year spend several grueling weeks along the route. Traditionalists turn up their noses at the crowds, but the rewards are still vast.

In the Middle Ages, pilgrimages were neither a quest for meaning, nor an opportunity for contemplation, nor an event. People had real worries and pilgrimages were part of a deal. On the one hand was the willingness of the faithful to suffer, on the other was God’s capacity for deliverance. The one walks, the other heals — a transaction based on reciprocity.

Similar to mendicants, pilgrims had no possessions beyond what they carried with them: a walking stick, a small sack of belongings, a gourd full of drinking water and the clothes on their back. They were filled with reverence and, not uncommonly, a thirst for adventure.

The grave of St. James in Santiago de Compostela has been a pilgrimage site for over 1,000 years. When times were quiet, only a dozen people would make the effort. At other times, it would be a couple of thousand.

But the quiet years are over. More than 200,000 people followed the Way of St. James last year. And this year, those who make money from the steady stream of wayfarers are in a particularly celebratory mood. Four million copies of the book “I’m Off Then: Losing and Finding Myself on the Camino de Santiago” by German TV celebrity Hape Kerkeling have been sold in Germany, and its impact has been huge: Since its publication in German nine years ago, Germans have made up the largest share of foreigners making the pilgrimage. Last year, according to church statistics, 16,000 of them turned up in Santiago, a new record. And now, German public television station ARD is making the movie.

But will that mean that even more people will come? If so, it raises questions about the meaning of the trek — and fears that it could become little more than a traveling circus. There is no doubting the potential economic benefits for one of Spain’s poorest regions, but there are also 1,000 years of tradition to consider.

This is an attempt to find answers to such questions. A search among soul-searchers.

DER SPIEGEL ARTICLE IN FULL…

Camino de Santiago, Jakobsweg