While running 13 miles today, in preparation for next week's, um, "pilgrimage"--the Marine Corps Marathon (Oct. 28, 2007), I noticed my shadow. Instantly, I was reminded of the importance of shadows when I was on the pilgrimage, the camino, to Santiago. Jackie and I knew what time it was--or thereabouts--by the position of our shadows. Walking east to west, the sun moving from our south, we would simply look at the position of the shadow, and guess within an hour where we were in human time's hands.
The lessons of pilgrimage are plentiful, right where we live!