- Time of past OR future Camino
- First one in 2005 from Moissac, France.
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David, that was such a wonderful story. It really shows how people can change through loving another creature and another person. Giving is becoming. Service is the key that opens the heart.Yes - I don't know that advert but that is exactly how I see it! Back in the late 70's one of my brother-in-laws was not a very nice man. He thought he was, which was the problem. He was arrogant, very arrogant, and angry at the world. He found people superficial, everyone else was wrong. He thought he was a hippy and refused to be a part of 'straight' society. He had a good heart but it was lost to him. He and I would sometimes argue when he visited but in the end I gave up on that as he couldn't be reached. The Camino would have been so good for him!
Anyway ... he went to stay in Greece for a few months, earning a living by street selling joss sticks and other 'hippy' accessories. He lived small, inexpensively. One day he was walking along a street near his home and saw a small dog in a skip placed below a large apartment block - (don't know what they call them in other countries - a large open metal container hired by someone for rubbish items - builders use them - brought by a truck and unloaded onto the street - collected when it was full). He couldn't go past. Had a look at the dog and saw that it was alive. He took a small wooden board from the skip, slid the dog onto it and waited for someone to walk past. When they did he used his phrase book to ask where the nearest vet was. He took the dog to the vet. The vet said the injuries, many broken bones, were what one would expect if the dog had been thrown from a high window. Alan used most of his savings and paid for all treatment and visited the dog every day, staying for hours each time. When the dog was well enough he took him home to his small apartment. He gentled the dog, healed the dog. As he didn't have enough money to pay for taking the dog back to the UK with the high cost of six months quarantine, he chose to stay and live in Greece. He learned Greek and settled in. Eventually got a job as a Greek/English translator. He had been single and alone for many years. After a couple of years or so he met a woman and started a relationship with her. She was severely anorexic and he cared for her too, healed her as well.
After ten years, when the dog died of old age Alan came back to the uk with his girlfriend on a visit - only a visit as he felt that Athens was his home now. He came to stay with us and I am so glad that he did. He had become a remarkable man. Gentle, kind, caring, not putting himself first, a Good man - or rather, he had become the man that he really had been all the time, he just didn't know it then. He still lives in Athens, my grown children have visited him, they love him, think he is a wonderful man - which he is.
Just my story - but it shows what can happen when one doesn't walk past.
Buen Camino.
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