Ambushed

Last week, I had a great conversation with my spiritual director, who blew me away with this singular quote from Antonio Machado: "Pilgrim, there is no path: paths are made by walking." Riffing on that, and that odd passage on "the heart is deceitful beyond all things", is it possible that we have misunderstood the place of listening to our heart's compass? So here is a chat about spiritual directors, having an inner compass and rethinking Jeremiah 17. And here is the poem by Antonio Machado, translated into english by Nadine JL. "Wanderer, the way is made by walking. Everything passes and all remains, But our task is to pass, pass by making paths, paths on the sea. I never pursued glory, nor sought to leave in the memories of men my song; I love the subtle worlds, weightless and gentle, like bubbles; funerals floating along. I like to see them painted, with sun and cochineal, fly under the blue sky, tremble suddenly and break… I never pursued glory. Wayfarer, your footsteps are the way and