An Untitled Meditation Trail Dispatch No. 5 from the Camino de Santiago bridge from Arcade to Ponte Sampaio Sometimes I find myself saying thank you, after an outstandingly pleasant section of going, to some part of that going. I'm not always sure which part it is exactly, that I'm thanking. Sure, sometimes there was an exceptionally wise tree or stunning waterfall, but sometimes it was just an area in space that felt perfectly right. It reminds me that at any scale of percep

Payton's fourth dispatch from the Camino. A reflection on the lasting power of the written word, two of his own journal entries (purple flowers along a stream in Redondela, an unplanned conversation in a churros line), and a small invitation: take one moment from your day and write it as if it mattered. It did.