When I started on my Camino I made a promise to myself that I would just disconnect. Not being completely off the grid but just pull back to get the experience that I needed at the time. Close friends and family were lucky to get a day by day update from me just enough to know I was well. Good health, safe hike and another day to look forward to.

I choose to stay away from a replay of the day-to-day. If any of you ever decide to go on your own Camino I don’t want to spoil it. For me, my beautiful bright red moleskine knows it and that is enough for me to look dearly upon in the coming years.

Here are some of my final thoughts I shared with close friends & family as I came to the closing of my Camino Francés when I arrived in Santiago de Compostela.

Day 34 – The LAST 10km from Monte del Gozo into Santiago de Compostela

34 days of walking, 790km later…

I made it and I’ve never been so proud of myself. There is so much gratitude that I feel within myself and in my mind. It has been a great lesson of self-knowledge. It has been my mind that kept me resilient and humorous when things didn’t quite go as expected! That I have an unparalleled level of optimism available in me that I can share with others on the path. To listen my body when it is alerting me to slow down. Respect its own messages and better yet for healing so well ache after ache or minor injury.

For the last days of my Camino I’ve been walking with another pilgrim who I will never forget. We did not need to walk aside each other but we started our day together. She was little dubious of the direction we were heading while all I wanted was to charge on. Funny that I felt the need to charge on when the last 12 days I’ve been walking with shin splints. Luckily they weren’t severe and I took these pains as lessons.

Walk slower. Enjoy the surroundings in Galicia. Listen to the quiet air whenever I found myself alone and don’t think of the pain. If I thought of the pain my mind seemed to aggravate it.

39 days of unplanned hiking. 34 days to arrive in Santiago. 1 single day of rest in León. About 900km to sum an experience that I’m still feeling. Paso a paso..step by step.

Today I will actually leave Spain…My “official” Camino has ended. For all the intentions I had for it, I cannot say whether I finished with resolutions for them. But rather as fellow peregrina Maggie succinctly put we all get the Camino experience we need. The Camino has been a wondrous experience that surpasses anything I could have imagined. I took on this hike without much training. I took this personal adventure with even less expectation. Asides from my hesitation of whether completing 20km in a day would be possible I feel a little tang of bittersweetness.

After Finisterre it is time to re-immerse yourself from one reality into your original reality. I am deeply grateful for the lessons learnt and gifts that I’m still receiving from the Camino. I cannot express the affection I have for all that I have met, walked with, walked past/ahead, shared nights in albergues, shared meals, laughed with, cried with and even the random blister/feet stretch checkup chit chat.

I do want to share a clear takeaway I had early on in my Camino is that currently there is nothing I would change in my life, it is like water – ebbing and flowing until it finds shore once again.

Off the top of my head I will miss..

– The quiet comadarie that is cultivated between strangers

– Their openness to sharing their lives and points of views

– Walking around towns or even during the daily walks what familiar face might show up

– The little surprises the way brings in the simplest form (queue photo below of a celebratory selfie)

– Trusting my intuition to follow the yellow arrows because I did not stray one single time

To all the pilgrims I’ve shared the Camino with from St Jean to Finisterre you all know who you are. May your intentions be fulfilled beyond your expectations, ULTREIA ET SUSEYA!!

Simply making my 790km way to Santiago wasn’t enough. Another 3 days later/89 km later a rendezvous along the coast of amazing A Coruña. My personal intention was always to walk to Finisterre, the end of the world.

After hiking through mountains, valleys, forests, plains, fields of wheat, rivers and rock edges meeting the ocean in the end feels like the perfect end to this cycle of my first Camino. I was yet again at a loss of words when I came face to face to the 0,0km marker.

The ironic thing is that I went from being connected to simply weaning myself off from needed to be online all the time. I became much more select on how I want to spend that time. I wonder about how to keep up with this personal site. Museflux started originally as a form to chronicle in a way my POV on having a now unconventional lifestyle. From inside a cubicle life to seeing what life could bring outside of it.

Tell you what, lately it’s been bringing me so much much more that I can process. At times that my resolution thus far is that being able to share it and hear what others understand. Because there wasn’t a massive light that hit me and showed me resolution. But rather I’m still on the Camino of Life.


If you are curious to see some of my other shots from the Camino de Santiago I’m currently posting them up on my IG:

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