30 Aug 2011
Where do I begin to tell you my grandest time?
I will write them as the memories pop up.
I feel anew as I see a bed, a room, an air condition. I write this occupying a little space in my King Size Bed with my luggages, un-opened, spread in my room. I need to write the thoughts that are so precious, I fear forgetfulness or distraction may steal away.
I was a pilgrim for a month and all of these were a luxury I, surprisingly, didn’t miss. I now appreciate it more though but I’m able to differentiate the necessities better. I feel, and I will write more now of what I feel, that I was stirred.
I was blown away because I had little or no expectations. Left in awe. Left overwhelmed. Left filled and satisfied. Wanting to BE more. DO more. SERVE more. LOVE more. MAGIS.
No bias to the magnificence of Italy and France but MAGIS in SPAIN has been undoubtingly the BEST experience. Words will not give justice to the joy that my heart feels, nor to the amazing people I have met, and now consider as friends/family. KUDOS to the organizers.
There are 20G of photos and videos to sort out, un-packing and work mails (I am grateful for the job that allowed me to experience this). I better start though as it’s almost midnight in Singapore (the sun is still high in Madrid) but like in the Pilgrimage I have learned to not worry about tomorrow.
Stay tuned.
