“No story is a straight line. The geometry of a human life is too imperfect and complex, too distorted by the laughter of time and the bewildering intricacies of fate to admit the straight line into its system of laws.” ~ Pat Conroy
Sometimes, the most unassuming people are the ones who quietly and unexpectedly command your attention. Oftentimes, they’re the ones who make the real difference.
Such was the case with you as you became the first person I “followed” across the Way of St. James. It was invigorating coming along on your journey as you told your story from the inside out.
You weren’t looking for attention. But you surely got it.
Every day, hundreds of us checked the status for Trudy Ramirez. How far did she make it today? Did she hold up across those mountains? I hope last night’s bad sleep didn’t affect her too much … We knew you’d tell the story exactly as it happened with no sugar-coating and, moreover, that we’d get a strong sense of it all from your soul. That’s what drew people to you, Trudy. You weren’t just story telling. You were soul telling. You brought us along.
My walk began two short months after yours, so it was exciting reading your daily accounts. But there was more to it than just enjoying your story. Your attitude did much to shape the manner in which I’d ultimately tell my own. For some, telling the story is as much a part of pilgrimage as the walk itself. What’s the point of even doing some things if you can’t tell the story? Some of us don’t even know what we think until we see it in the written word. It’s just how we process life. Occasionally our own therapy is working for an unknown greater good. That’s how your story worked for me.
Thank you for your transparency, and for telling the story your way. It’s safe to say I’m not the only one you impacted. Your footsteps made a lasting imprint on so many hearts.
Your fellow seeker,