donjohannes
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Good day, Fr. Johnannes,After having walked to Santiago, Rome and Jerusalem in 2018 I set out on yet another pilgrimage: the Via Alpina Sacra - a route comparable in length to the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) but with twice the positive elevation change. Traversing 8 countries and an entire mountain range, by the end I had visited more than 200 spectacular churches, chapels, crosses, monasteries and places of pilgrimage. Their stories will be recounted more fully in the book (visit 4kmh.com - click ENG next to Via Alpina Sacra - for more info on availability).
But right now the film - a short (93min) glimpse into 125 days of glory and trial - is available for FREE with a Promo Code. In case you chose to still buy it or donate: the proceeds from the film will be forwarded as a donation towards the restoration of the chapel on Mount Thabor. At 3,178 m - 10,400 ft - it is the highest shrine in France. With warming temperatures and the melting of the perma frost its foundations have suffered greatly and are in need of repair.
Where to find the film? Here: https://www.reelhouse.org/birettballett/via-alpina-sacra
Promo Code to watch it free: SANTIAGO (apply at checkout)
Please note that a few brief parts from my trail diary (German) and the wonderful remarks of the abbot of St. Honorat (French) are subtitled.
I set up this Promo-Code for the people on these forums, but you are free to share this information anywhere. The promo code remains valid until Christmas day. These are difficult times for many. But while Corona might lock us up in our homes, the mind is free to wander. I hope you'll enjoy this "window" into the outdoors we all hope to be able to return to again soon.
Cheers from Italy and have a blessed Sunday,
Fr. Johannes
The globe-trotter lives in a smaller world than the peasant. He is always breathing, an air of locality. London is a place, to be compared to Chicago; Chicago is a place, to be compared to Timbuctoo. But Timbuctoo is not a place, since there, at least, live men who regard it as the universe, and breathe, not an air of locality, but the winds of the world. The man in the saloon steamer has seen all the races of men, and he is thinking of the things that divide men—diet, dress, decorum, rings in the nose as in Africa, or in the ears as in Europe, blue paint among the ancients, or red paint among the modern Britons. The man in the cabbage field has seen nothing at all; but he is thinking of the things that unite men—hunger and babies, and the beauty of women, and the promise or menace of the sky. Mr. Kipling, with all his merits, is the globe-trotter; he has not the patience to become part of anything. So great and genuine a man is not to be accused of a merely cynical cosmopolitanism; still, his cosmopolitanism is his weakness. That weakness is splendidly expressed in one of his finest poems, "The Sestina of the Tramp Royal," in which a man declares that he can endure anything in the way of hunger or horror, but not permanent presence in one place. In this there is certainly danger. The more dead and dry and dusty a thing is the more it travels about; dust is like this and the thistle-down and the High Commissioner in South Africa. Fertile things are somewhat heavier, like the heavy fruit trees on the pregnant mud of the Nile. In the heated idleness of youth we were all rather inclined to quarrel with the implication of that proverb which says that a rolling stone gathers no moss. We were inclined to ask, "Who wants to gather moss, except silly old ladies?" But for all that we begin to perceive that the proverb is right. The rolling stone rolls echoing from rock to rock; but the rolling stone is dead. The moss is silent because the moss is alive.
The truth is that exploration and enlargement make the world smaller. The telegraph and the steamboat make the world smaller. The telescope makes the world smaller; it is only the microscope that makes it larger. Before long the world will be cloven with a war between the telescopists and the microscopists. The first study large things and live in a small world; the second study small things and live in a large world. It is inspiriting without doubt to whizz in a motor-car round the earth, to feel Arabia as a whirl of sand or China as a flash of rice-fields. But Arabia is not a whirl of sand and China is not a flash of rice-fields. They are ancient civilizations with strange virtues buried like treasures. If we wish to understand them it must not be as tourists or inquirers, it must be with the loyalty of children and the great patience of poets. To conquer these places is to lose them. The man standing in his own kitchen-garden, with fairyland opening at the gate, is the man with large ideas. His mind creates distance; the motor-car stupidly destroys it.
We make our friends; we make our enemies; but God makes our next-door neighbour. Hence he comes to us clad in all the careless terrors of nature; he is as strange as the stars, as reckless and indifferent as the rain. He is Man, the most terrible of the beasts. That is why the old religions and the old scriptural language showed so sharp a wisdom when they spoke, not of one's duty towards humanity, but one's duty towards one's neighbour. The duty towards humanity may often take the form of some choice which is personal or even pleasurable. That duty may be a hobby; it may even be a dissipation. We may work in the East End because we are peculiarly fitted to work in the East End, or because we think we are; we may fight for the cause of international peace because we are very fond of fighting. The most monstrous martyrdom, the most repulsive experience, may be the result of choice or a kind of taste. We may be so made as to be particularly fond of lunatics or specially interested in leprosy. We may love negroes [note: in 1905 this term was not used derogatory - much less by Chesterton who abhored ideas such as Racism] because they are black or German Socialists because they are pedantic. But we have to love our neighbour because he is there—a much more alarming reason for a much more serious operation. He is the sample of humanity which is actually given us. Precisely because he may be anybody he is everybody. He is a symbol because he is an accident.
Doubtless men flee from small environments into lands that are very deadly. But this is natural enough; for they are not fleeing from death. They are fleeing from life. And this principle applies to ring within ring of the social system of humanity. It is perfectly reasonable that men should seek for some particular variety of the human type, so long as they are seeking for that variety of the human type, and not for mere human variety. It is quite proper that a British diplomatist should seek the society of Japanese generals, if what he wants is Japanese generals. But if what he wants is people different from himself, he had much better stop at home and discuss religion with the housemaid. It is quite reasonable that the village genius should come up to conquer London if what he wants is to conquer London. But if he wants to conquer something fundamentally and symbolically hostile and also very strong, he had much better remain where he is and have a row with the rector. The man in the suburban street is quite right if he goes to Ramsgate for the sake of Ramsgate—a difficult thing to imagine. But if, as he expresses it, he goes to Ramsgate "for a change," then he would have a much more romantic and even melodramatic change if he jumped over the wall into his neighbours garden. The consequences would be bracing in a sense far beyond the possibilities of Ramsgate hygiene.
donjohannes, like a good priest and teacher, you challenge me to probe myself and my motivation. Why do I walk the caminos or other routes or travel? I have often asked myself those questions and have yet to discover a satisfactory answer. I have often thought that some of my non-roving friends are actually on pilgrimage at home and perhaps finding more there.@TaijiPilgrim
thanks. Yes, the abbot said some great things. When I get around to it, I should include his other answers in a bonus clip. I just ended up using this particular one because it tied in well with the closing thoughts. As I say admidst my stammering on the superficiality of knowing others in the video, I drew on G.K. Chesterton - a brilliant writer (to be read in his tongue in cheek style). In his book "Heretics" (published in 1905) Ch. III he has this to say (discussing Kipling):
On the true adventure (and clubs and why Family or your neighbor's yard are truely "romantic") he speaks of in Chapter 14 of the same book:
@Scorpio1983 @C clearly
thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
@Gabi Wehler
Wow, there is a Johannes Schwarz in Berlin that shares my "rugged good looks"? Say hello. I should like to meet that Doppelgänger.
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