Here’s my blog begun, and I’m lost for words… That’s not a good beginning, then is it!
Anyway, hello! It’s Lucy here, if you don’t know me already. This blog is a way of sharing my experiences and thoughts, photos and ideas and random things of my walk – well, pilgrimage of sorts – from Fremantle to Albany, through the South-West of Western Australia.
(Apart from tomorrow and half of the next day) I’ll be walking on the Bibbulmun Track, which spans the thousand or so kilometres from Kalamunda to Albany, though it wouldn’t be the way the crow flies. The track passes through the towns of Dwellingup, Collie, Balingup, Pemberton, Northcliffe, Walpole and Denmark. I intend to blog when I can get access to a computer in the towns, and will also have my off-track angels to scribe. (Thanks lovelies).
To kind of set the scene a bit, I’m walking the track as a reflective, embodied practice as part of my Honours thesis in sustainability. Its working title is: Pilgrimage and the Alchemy of Transformation – Finding a way from Entitlement to Gratitude. I love walking, as you would probably guess, and I know and I know that somehow it is deeply good for humans to walk. There is something of the bleeding obvious in that, but while we might get it, it doesn’t necessarily follow that we do it. So I’m, you know, doing it for a while to see what comes out of it.
What will it take to bring forth a sustainable, just and fulfilling human presence on the planet? That’s the kind of enquiry I like. So I’m spending some time practising the old, old art of walking as a way of kicking around inside this and other questions.
My passion for journeying on foot began nine years ago when I heard about the old pilgrim’s trail across Spain and subsequently put my work boots on and walked over the Pyrenees to the Atlantic ocean. On the way I read a Spanish saying recorded in one of the logbooks (Porto la Reina? Can’t remember). El turista exige; el peregrino agradece. ‘The tourist demands; the pilgrim gives thanks.’ So that sparked my thinking on entitlement and gratitude, as ways of being in the world, as distinctions that shed a kind of light on what we’re facing, all of us, us all. On our planet. Now. So I’m playing at being a pilgrim, and finding a way from entitlement to gratitude.
Anyway. There’s packing to be done, goodbyes to be said, room to clean, iPod to charge, food to send and probably a lot of other things I can’t think of yet, that I probably should be doing!
See you on the track.