Sometimes You Just Have to Finish What You Started

I was drawn to the Camino through my work with the labyrinth (labyrinths being a metaphor for pilgrimage, and the Camino being the real thing.)
Ten years ago, in May of 2001, I walked the last 150 miles of the Camino from Molinaseca to Santiago de Compostela.  Five years ago, in 2006, I walked the first 150 miles of the Camino from Roncesvalles to Burgos.  The middle part, the Meseta, the long flat rolling hills of Spain’s wheat farms, has remained unwalked by me. 

People told me I could skip it, that it was boring, that it was hot and dry and ugly.  And so I thought I was finished, until I listened to that sweet nagging little voice in my heart that said I needed to go the distance. 

So even though I began at the end, and I will end in the middle, this all seems to be the right thing for me to do, now, in the spring of 2011. I leave in a month for 13 days of walking. 

Yes. Sometimes you just have to finish what you started.