Category: Santiago’s Dream
the Prelude in The Little Church on the Mountain
The new year had just begun and, as every year, P. came to the chapel on the mountain to see his Master. It was getting dark and he had been driving for a couple of hours, but once he opened the door of his car, the ice cold wind woke him up for good. Taking [...]
Montsegur, 2010
All my plans in ruins. For hours now I’d been looking for that stone monument. I had driven through this little village at least thirty times on this monday afternoon and there was not even anybody on the street; the ONE street that lead through this village. I parked my car, got out into the [...]
(San)Tiago’s Dream
When Tiago knelt on the bank of the river Ebro, he felt exhausted and tired and tears were running down his cheeks. He stared into the water flowing by. Usually, that made him feel better, when he was fighting with doubt. As if the peace of the flowing water, was simply entering his mind and [...]