Camino de Santiago

The Unexamined Life

20141013-Arzua-Santiago-291-1-EditThe famous dictum of Socrates, “The unexamined life is not worth living”, keeps coming into my mind recently. I really do not know much of the background on this quote, in the life of Socrates, but it seems to me he is making the claim that only in striving to come to know ourselves and to understand ourselves do our lives have any meaning or value. I do think there is some real wisdom here for us all.

During our long walk across Spain, as I mentioned, there is considerable time to reflect on one’s life and direction. The silence and quiet was a good time for me to consider my life direction.

What will I do after retirement? What will be my first things I want to start new when I return home? What it be like to be in the daily life of our new granddaughter?

Lots of questions were coming up in my mind. Asking questions is good. The questions we ask as we examine our life directions are particularly good but maybe it’s the questions that we don’t ask also.

“What shapes our lives are the questions we ask, refuse to ask, or never think to ask.”—Sam Keen

I whole-heartedly agree with this quote. Asking hard questions regarding my own personal behavior may be the questions I “refuse to ask or never think to ask”. Here is a sample of the types of questions I have been thinking about, when I reflect on my own behavior:

  • Am I passing judgment on others that they are self-centered, selfish and unsympathetic or arrogant, unfair or untrustworthy, by only my reflex judgment alone?
  • Am I brooding over a slight someone made and starting to make “a mountain out of molehill”?
  • Am I boasting about all my accomplishments so much I can not hear what anyone else has to say?
  • Do I need to “check some of my own self-centeredness at the door”?
  • Am I prone to accuse others when I should be looking at myself first?

I have recently started the practice of reviewing my day before going to bed. I look back over the day and ask myself some hard questions about my behavior during the day. I am “examining my life”, if you will, daily looking for areas of where I wish I would have done or said things differently. I have discovered this to be an excellent practice. I feel it is leading me to discover areas of my life I could use some change. When I discover an area I feel I could use some change, I make every effort to find a way to change my behavior in the future.

I do believe we are indeed shaped by the questions we ask ourselves. Let’s not be afraid to ask the hard questions that lead us to become a better person to our family, co-workers, friends and strangers.

Blessings and all good,


Photograph of the Week

Ipomopsis gilia

This wildflower is one of my favorites. I captured an image of this beauty up at Tronson Ridge, near Blewett Pass a few weeks ago.

The “Ipomopsis” (Ipoo + opsis) genus name comes from Greek for “striking appearance”. I find that so appropriate as it is a very bold and striking flower. It goes my several common names as well, Scarlet Gilia, Scarlet Skyrocket, Scarlet Trumpet and Skunk Flower

Intervals of Silence

20141010-Portom-Palas-13 - finalTerri and I both really have loved silence, especially in the morning hours. It is our sacred time together. This one of our favorite memories of our long Camino walk. Not that we did not talk during out day of walking, it just worked out that many parts of our day we walked in silence.

“Sounds and emotions detach us from ourselves, whereas silence always forces man to reflect upon his own life.” (The Power of Silence, by Robert Cardinal Sarah)

I thought this quote, from a book I am reading on silence, was profound. It speaks to why silence in our lives is so important, I believe. We need it so we can go deeper into ourselves and to reflect upon our life. When we do this interior rest and harmony can flow from us.

Yet the reality for us today is silence is a rare commodity. We live in a fever of movement and activity. We become accustomed to permanent background noise, which sickens us yet assures us. We become addicted to it strangely. But why? I suspect as the quote above suggests, because it keeps from confronting ourselves. It keeps us from staying quiet long enough that we might explore deeper into lives and our relationship with others.

“The only person you should try to be better than, is the person you were yesterday” Unknown

Maybe this quote is the secret to why we need “intervals of silence” in our lives. We need it so we can become “better versions of ourselves”. It seems to me, it is critical too living with others. I find when I am silent, I am able to hear, to listen and to welcome better. I look at things I said or did and recognize the need to change. I may see how I could be more charitable and giving to someone that comes to my mind. It seems to me that most beautiful things in my life take place in silence.

“All the unhappiness of men arises from one single fact, that they cannot stay quietly in their own chamber.” Blaise Pascal

So, what shall we do? How do I find time for some “intervals of silence” in my life? It seems first we need to break out of the habit of having constant noise around us. Recognize how important silence is for you. One of the best ways is to simply go for a walk. Another idea is to get up early before your day “roars to life”. There are times in all our lives for silence but we need to look for them, to carve them out of our day.

“What will become of our world if it does not look for intervals of silence?” (The Power of Silence, by Robert Cardinal Sarah)

May grace and blessings of silence abound in your lives,


Photograph of the Week

Manzanita Evening Glow

This image was created from a photograph I took at Manzanita Beach, Oregon.

“Blue Skies Photography” is moving to creating more of these kinds of images. Photographs transformed into “Photographic Art” in my digital darkroom. I hope to get back to sharing more of my Photographic Art that I will be printing on canvas at some Holiday Markets later this year.


We Are All Travelers

Camino Meal Together

” Our eating together with family, community, colleagues, or strangers can also be less than perfect. But I wonder if the real proof of our Christian life is simply whom we would be willing to sit with at table. For whenever we receive others, however different they are from us, they become our traveling companions, and in this world below we are all travelers.

Less than perfect. That is truly all of us. We are all in need of a little “work” to make us a better version of ourselves.

At the end of a long day of walking on the Camino, often Terri and I after cleaning up, would sit down for a meal together with our fellow pilgrims. It was fun to talk to folks you had not met before or ones you were walking with for some time. They would be from all over the world as well. All of us sitting together at table, less than perfect, and yet traveling pilgrims with one focus, getting to Santiago de Compostela, our destination city.

I liked the quote because it spoke to my core belief. That we are all less than perfect, and on a walk to our “telos” (Greek for “end”, or “purpose”), which I believe is becoming the “best version of ourselves”. Why should we not sit together at table? We are all on a journey and we are all travelers and traveling companions. I guess that is why I liked the name of my blog, “We Are All Pilgrims”. For, I do believe, we are all pilgrims.

Easter Blessings to you all,


Photograph of the Week

Tulip Visions

This image was taken a few weeks ago on a cold and wet day up in the Skagit. I used my creative vision in the “digital darkroom” to make this final image.




“I love context. The reason I love context is because context shows us the true value of things. And out of that tends to spring our priorities.” Matthew Kelley

One of the gifts we received, when we walked the Camino, was the ability to see our lives in context. There is nothing like getting out of your daily routines and busy pace of life to get better context on your life. It seems that in our busyness and fast pace of our lives, we can struggle to find time to get context in our life. We can not “see the forest for the trees”.

One of the other ways we find context in our lives is when we are hit with a sudden change, a tragedy, someone we love, gets sick or dies. This also tends to help us get context. Context shows us the true value of things. I used to have a boss at Boeing that used the term, “re-framing your reality”.

It seems to me that one of the beautiful and freeing things about context, is the clarity that comes to you. You see things anew and fresh, maybe for the first time. For me, the Camino walk, re-framed my reality, I was able to see with clarity what life after Boeing might look like and what things were important to focus on after our walk. When we finished the walk, I was ready to begin anew with my priorities re-arranged.

Context is a beautiful thing! We are constantly re-discovering it and that is a good thing.

Blessings and all good,


Photograph of the Week


This image was entered into the Edmonds Art Festival Juried Art competition, in 2017 and was one of the ones chosen to be displayed. It was taken during a winter beach walk in Manzanita Beach, Oregon.


The Useless Thing

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I read a book called “Sabbath” by Wayne Muller during our Camino Walk. I can not imagine a better book to have read during this long walk to Santiago. The book was filled with some great wisdom for living life, mostly about the importance of rest.

I am in need of taking in some of its sage advice again, it seems. You see, we in the midst of a very, very busy point in our lives as we moving out of our home of 34 years. Our home will go on the market in late April or early May and we are now packing to move into a condo we hope to rent for a year until we purchase again. As anyone that has gone through this experience knows, it is filled with anxiety and lists upon lists of things that need to get done.

The reason the long Camino walk and that book were so key to my life after Boeing, is it really helped me see the value of “useless things”. What do I mean by “useless things”? Here is a quote from the book that will help:

“To walk without purpose, to no place in particular, where we are astonished by the textured bark of an oak. To notice the color red showing itself for the first time in the maple in fall. To see animals in shapes of clouds, to walk in clover. To fall into an unexpected conversation with a stranger… To taste the orange we eat, the juice on the chin, the pulp between the teeth. To take a deep sigh, exhale, followed by a listening silence… to give thanks for a single step on earth. To give thanks for any blessing, previously unnoticed.”

These are the “useless things”. They are thoroughly without measurable value. Nothing is getting checked off the list. Nothing of significance is being accomplished. Oh, what a beautiful thing it is, these “useless things”. It means we need to break off our pattern of living where we measure out day by how many things we checked off our list.

The Camino walk taught me how to do this, along with the sage advice of this book. We cannot wait till we are finished, because we are never finished. We can not wait till things slow down. We need to take rest and stop and take in the “useless things” in life.

I think I am writing this blog to myself right now. To recall back to this most important lessons that the Camino taught me.

Blessings and grace to you!


Photograph of the Week

Since today is St Patrick’s Day, I figured I should include a photograph from Ireland for the Photograph of the Week.


This is an image taken during our stay on the Dingle Peninsula.


20140924-Castro-Fromi-33-EditI am sure many of you may have heard the story about the Fort Collins runner that was attacked by a mountain lion while trail running. It is quite the story, as the young man after a long wrestling match with the lion was able to strangle and kill the mountain lion. His life was saved by the fact he heard the sound of a stick breaking behind him, he turned around and was face to face with the mountain lion. He said he normally would have been running with some headphones or ear buds and the mountain lion would have attacked him from behind by surprise.

His life was likely saved by the fact he was not “distracting himself” during his run in the mountains. When I heard this, the thought that came to mind, was how “distractions” could have lead to this man’s death and how today’s many distractions are “killing” our lives, the lives we are meant to live.

The world wants you to be distracted.

There’s a fortune to be made off your distraction. Television, streaming services, movie studios, social media, apps, video games, smart phone companies, and countless other billion-dollar industries have but one goal: To make you watch their stuff.” (Anthony Moore)

One of the best things about walking the Camino, is it was a largely distraction free time for the 5 weeks of walking. We did have smart phones but we mostly used them only in the evening (mostly to post to our daily Camino blog and to upload some photos to Facebook). I have to admit, I kind of long for that time again, as you see, I am very susceptible to “distraction disease”.

“Distractions destroy creativity, momentum, and focus. They seek to dominate you, much like the addiction seeks to dominate the addict. They will if you let them.” (Anthony Moore)

One way I have found that helps me to steer clear of distractions that keep me from investing in my free time, is to focus on routines. That was sure a lesson of our Camino walk, we were very much in a routine and rhythm each day. We got really got into the flow. Our daily routine kept us from distractions.

I am working hard these days to build meaningful life building routines that have become habit, like time spent with family and friends, writing, reading books, singing, spending time building my spiritual relationship with my creator).  The more I focus on my routines, the less I am pulled into distractions that draw me away from the important things in my life.

Let’s all work hard to eliminate distractions and develop routines and rhythms that help us be more creative and life giving to others.

Blessings and grace to you,


Photograph of the Month

Winter Wonderland

I realize everyone is a bit fatigued from all the snow we have had for the last few weeks, but here is an image I captured a few winters back on a hike to Big Four Mountain. It had just broke clear and bright after a big dump of snow in the mountains.




Stressed and Tired


We all get stressed out and tired. Terri and I faced this pretty much everyday of our long Camino walk to Santiago. Day after day of walking all day long takes its toll on you. There were many days we arrived at our destination for the night just completely spent and worn out. This level of effort put us under stress both physically and emotionally.

Then upon arriving at our accommodations for the night, we were often in close quarters with many other very tired and stressed pilgrims. This can put more stress on you as you we all are sharing the same limited resources (showers, clothes washing areas, sleeping areas). Emotions can run high and it can be hard to be patient and kind and not fall into being frustrated or rude and angry to others. This is what I wanted to reflect today.

So when I am tired and stressed, what is happening in my brain and how do I behave under this condition?

Here are some of my thoughts:

  • My brain loves efficiency and so the habits I have formed in our brain will tend to be my default behavior when I am under stress
  • The virtues we develop, like, say patience, don’t just happen without the discipline. It takes practice to develop a virtue.
  • Being raised with blessing of parents and teachers to guide me in the time tested values of Christianity has shaped my brain to love the virtues like patience and self control.
  • I also recognize I have a brain that is able to change and build new pathways so I can eventually over time become a more patient person if I truly want this virtue in my life. It is a choice I can freely make.
  • I understand that emotions come like the weather and are NOT bad. I also understand that they I can call them out and I can guide them with my reasoning and faith, much like a loving father with his children.

Did I succeed in being a patient and kind to my fellow pilgrims? Well, I would like to say yes but I would be lying. I do know the success I did have, felt good when I did and drove me to want to do it again.

We are all work in progress and we can really assess how far we have come when we observe how we do when we are tired and stressed. Do I like the way I have behaved? Do I hate the way I behaved? It is good to reflect on our behavior when under stress as it provides us with the measure of our progress on the path to being the “best version of ourselves”.

So, paying attention and listening to our emotions is good. What we do next is what matters most, though.

Blessings and grace,


Photograph of the Week


This is a photograph I captured during our trip to Scotland back in 2016. It is in the Highlands of Scotland a beautiful area of the world and I wish we had more time there. I revisited this image recently to put some “painterly touch” to it.



Our lives are constantly going through transitions. Sometimes we can plan and get ready in advance for a transition in our lives, like moving to a new residence or retiring. But, unfortunately, other transitions come without advance notice, like getting sick or injured. I think, a good way we can approach our transitions in life, is to take time to ponder and reflect on each transition you make.

The Camino walk that Terri and I took was the perfect way to transition from a working life to the retired life. We had a lot of time to ponder and reflect about this next big transition in our lives. We had also done a lot of “spade work” to make sure our retirement went well but it was the long walk that really helped me make this important life transition. It allowed me time to set my mind. I framed my new reality and create my new mindset as a “retiree”.

Other times, in my life though, I have been dealt transitions that were sudden and sometimes hard to take. No one likes to go through loss and grief. Unfortunately, we all face times of transition that hurt.

I have come to recognize that in these times, there is value in taking time to let silence and reflection open up my heart and mind to the change I face.

There is a great quote I read from one of my favorite authors, Henri Nouwen, that speaks well to the importance of taking the time to live and reflect on our losses.

“The great challenge is living your wounds through instead of thinking them through. It is better to cry than to worry, better to feel your wounds deeply than to understand them, better to let them enter into your silence than to talk about them”

I will close this blog post with a poem written by a very dear friend, who wrote this poem after coming to grips with the reality that the hopes and dreams he had for his son were not going to happen now. He took time to ponder and reflect in the face of his loss.

I hope in this New Year this message helps you where ever you are in our life journey!

My New Son

By Bob Maier


I feel so confused, hurt and utterly sad.

The child I thought was mine is gone.


I want to cry.

Cry for the child who will never ask, “Why?”

“Why do the leaves turn red in autumn?”

“Why do I have to go to bed right now?”

“Why are you crying, Daddy?”


Son, what will you be when you grow up?

I once thought you might be a zoologist,

Traveling to exotic places, 

Studying the rare and wonderful animals

You’ve always loved.


When you were less than a year old, sitting


listening to Mommy’s choir sing, 

I dreamt that someday you would be a 

Creator of beautiful music.


My child has been taken from me!

But that can’t be.

He’s here with me now.

He hasn’t changed.

Yet still, I feel as though 

he’s gone.

My child has somehow


The child of my dreams 

and hopes is no



I know these feelings are 

normal and helpful,

that I shouldn’t feel guilty

for having them.

All the experts tell me this.

But it doesn’t help the pain.


Things are getting better now.

The funeral for the child of my expectations is over




Oh, I still visit the cemetery from time to time.

I put Cub Scout caps and grade-school science projects at 

his grave.

But I don’t spend so much time there anymore.


I have another son to love.

The one they call “autistic.”

He’s such a sweet boy.

He’s never mean to anyone,

and he squeezes so

tight when he hugs me.

He loves to dance with his


and he gets such a cute

smile on his face when

he says, “I did it!”


He’s still the same boy who 

Loves monkeys,

Peter Pan, kiwi fruit and

throwing rocks in the 


I’m learning to love my new


and he has always loved 



Photograph of the Week

Snow Lake Majesty

This is a photograph I took in December of 2014 on a beautiful clear and winter day. The hike to Snow Lake at Snoqualmie Pass is a very popular hike but in winter a bit more dangerous with the ice and snow and avalanche danger. We hit it with perfect timing at the lowest avalanche danger and during an extended cold and clear period.


Every Person Has A Story



“The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed…”

Sonder, is this a word? Well, it has some urban roots (meaning someone started it and lots of others started using it) and I liked it, when I read it, because I truly believe “every person has a story.”

One of the cool things that happens, when you walk the Camino, is you get to meet lots of other pilgrims doing the same thing. In short order, you become bonded together by your experience. Terri and I, met lots of great people from all over the world and they all had a story to tell, not just of their experience on the Camino, but of their lives. Over the time, we collected a “network of pilgrims”. What was really cool, was at the end of the walk, we ended up connecting back together again with many of the “pilgrim friends”. It was fascinating to learn of each other’s stories.

It is one of life’s lessons we all need to learn, every person has a story, and sometimes the stories are not pretty because live is complex.

“For life is difficult for everyone. Everyone is hurting. We don’t need to blame anyone. We are all beset with the same issues. Understanding and accepting this truth can help us forgive each other and then forgive ourselves.” (Fr Ron Rolheiser, Wrestling with God)

There is something powerful in this when we view the world this way.

I seen this in the last year, as I have spent considerable time with my friend, Rob, who is homeless. I thought I knew his story but I did not. It was only when I “walked with him in his pain” that I began to start to understand his story, and yes, the story was not as I thought. His story has affected my story and I have have learned powerfully, “every person has a story”. I now try my best to hold to suspend my judgment and tell myself, I wonder what this person’s story is?

I hope this inspires you as well to ask this question, when you encounter another “pilgrim” that is making their way through life.

Blessings to you all!


Photograph of the Week

Waiting For The Storm

“Good art is good precisely because it takes that complexity and shines a light on it in a way that doesn’t resolve the tension too easily.” (Fr Ron Rolheiser, Wrestling with God).

I liked this quote as it “hit a cord” with me. I always try with my photography to “tell a story”.

The image I selected for this week’s “Photograph of the Week”, is one I took back in 2009, and has been my best seller by far and is truly loved for the story it seems to tell.

The image is complex and it does not resolve the tension. You want to linger on the Adirondack chairs by the shore, but there is a huge rainstorm coming. You should leave quick but something about the color of the waters and the beauty of this coming storm makes you want to linger despite the approaching rainstorm. So you stay because

“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.”  Bob Marley


It is the people who make a house a home

20141001-Maza-Astor-41-2One of the important experiences of walking the Camino, is spending the evening/nights in the Alberques, along the way with your fellow pilgrims. The Albergues, are like hostels, as they are designed for community living.  You share bedrooms and bathrooms and common kitchens and dining areas. By staying in the Albergues, you can draw even closer to some of the folks you have met along the way. You end up getting to know each other better as you share your Camino experiences over dinner. One time we even went to a store and made a dinner together. Now that was really fun!

I was thinking about how powerful shared experiences are, when they are discussed over a nice meal together. You draw together as you talk about your day. It is the same as well, with our family homes.

We are planning to sell our family home next Spring, to move to a smaller one level home or condo. This is what got me thinking about what really makes a house a home. What gives a house its real value is NOT the building, however grand or beautiful it is, it is the people who occupy it, who make a house a home. It is all those memories we build up over time in this house that make it home. It is those family meals, where we share the best part of our day (a great new family tradition that our son-in-law brought to our meals). It is all the happy and sad times we have experienced together in the home.

I know that Terri and I will be sad for a time to leave this wonderful house that has been our home for these past 33 years.  I also know that the next house/condo will slowly begin again to be home as we share this our new house or condo with our family and friends.

I hope that this coming week, you have the chance to experience the wonderful joy of Thanksgiving dinner with family/friends in the house of one of your family or friends.

Blessings to you all this Thanksgiving!


P.S. Not to worry, Terri and I are not planning to move far, as we are hoping to stay right here in Edmonds, when we move next Spring.

Photograph of the Week

Morning Sun Rays

I love the early fall mornings when you have the combo of fog and sun because there can be a lot of great photographic opportunities. This image was captured during our long drive down the Suiattle River Road. I noticed the unique rays of morning sunlight and fog. We stopped the car and jumped out and walked around to find just the right spot to capture this image.