Dear reader:
I have been on this journey since 20 March, this being the way I chose to commemorate the twentieth anniversary of my first pilgrimage on the Way to Santiago. This has taken me to three different continents (Europe, Africa and the Far East) and has enabled me to come into direct contact with thousands of readers, since the moment I decided that it was impossible to celebrate anything without their presence.
At Puente de la Reina I held my first autograph afternoon without any “official planning”, and since then I have managed to combine some organized meetings with other absolutely spontaneous ones. All these autograph-afternoons were followed by parties where together we commemorated the meaning that the path holds: encounters. To commemorate, celebrate, discuss, dance, and respect the mystery of life, but at the same time to understand that we are not alone in this mystery and that we need to share our enchantment with other people who understand our way of thinking.
On 19 April I created this blog together with Paula Braconnot, so that all these experiences could reach beyond physical space and enter virtual space as well. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Paula for her professionalism, love and dedication, which overcame all the technical difficulties.
My next stop before going back home will be Germany, where I will attend the World Cup as guest of FIFA. As I don’t think I will be able to say anything new about football, today I am bringing these texts to an end. Any comments will be most welcome, so that we can perfect the idea of having a blog for occasional conversations.
On 22 June, God willing, I shall be returning to my point of departure, the old mill in the Pyrenees, and right after that I go back to Brazil.
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On one of my first stops on this pilgrimage, I found myself in a village in Spain. There I wrote the text below. I believe that, no matter where we come from, we can always reach far beyond what we imagined. This is the example that Francisco gave us, the example we should follow.
I dedicate this path to my readers. Many thanks for the support you have all lent me, and for the nights that I spent reading your messages, which always encouraged me to proceed on my journey. The meaning of the path lies in people, and we always see the world better when we allow the mystery of our encounters to be unveiled. As the last sentence in The Pilgrimage says: “people always turn up when they are expected.”
Paulo Coelho
I am having coffee on the terrace of the hotel looking on to a castle, a gigantic castle in this little village with few houses in the province of Navarra, Spain. Night has fallen but there is no moon. I am repeating by car my pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela to commemorate the twentieth anniversary of the first time I traveled this road.
The village where I find myself, however, is not part of the route, which passes about 19 kilometers from here. I planned to visit it, and here I am. Five hundred years ago a man called Francisco was born in this place. He must have played a lot in the fields that surround the castle. He must have swum in the river that runs close by. The son of rich parents, he left his village to complete his studies at the famous Sorbonne in Paris. I imagine it was his first long journey.
Francis was athletic, good-looking, intelligent and envied by all the other students – except one, who came from the same distant Spanish province and whose name was Ignatius. Ignatius said to him: “Francis, you think too much about yourself. Why don’t you dedicate yourself to thinking about other things, like God, for instance?” I do not know why, but Francis, the most handsome and bravest student at the Sorbonne, is convinced by Ignatius. They get together with other students and found a society which is the laughing stock of all the others, who even write on the door of the room where they meet: Society of Jesus. Instead of feeling offended, they adopt the name. And from that moment on, Francis begins a journey without return.
He goes to Rome with Ignatius and asks the Pope to recognize the “society”. The Pontiff agrees to meet the students, and in order to stimulate them he gives his consent. Francis – who was deadly afraid of ships and the sea – sets off alone to the Orient, imbued with what he considers to be his mission. In the next ten years he visits Africa, India, Sumatra, the Moluccas and Japan. He learns new languages, visits hospitals, prisons, cities and villages. He writes many letters, but none – absolutely none – makes any reference to “tourist” spots in these places. He comments only on the need to bring a word of encouragement and hope to those who are less privileged.
He dies far from the village where I now sit having my coffee, and he is buried in Goa. At a time when the world was immense, distances were almost insurmountable and people lived at war, Francis thought that he should consider the world as a global village. He overcame his fear of the sea and ships and solitude, because he was aware that his life had a meaning. While traveling through the Orient, he does not know that his steps will never be forgotten and that all he has planted will bear fruit; he is doing all this because this is his personal legend, the way he has chosen to lead his life.
Five hundred years later, in the city of Ahmedabad in India, a teacher asks his pupils for a biography of Francis. One of the boys writes: “he was a great architect, because all over the Orient there are schools he built and that bear his name.”
Antonio Falces, who directs one of these colleges, tells me he heard two people chatting:
“Francis was Portuguese,” said one.
“Of course he wasn’t. He was born and buried here in Goa,” answered the other.
They are both wrong, and they are both right: Francis came from a small village in Navarra, but he was a man of the world, and everyone considered him a part of their own people. Nor was he an architect specialized in building schools, but, as one of his first biographers says, “he was like the sun, which cannot move forward without spreading light and heat wherever it passes.”
I think of Francis: leaving here, traveling the world, making the name of this little village known in so many places that many people believe it is his surname. Facing his fears, giving up everything on behalf of his dreams – may this inspire and serve as an example to me, who studied in one of the colleges of the so-called “society of Jesus”, or S.J., or Jesuit schools, as they are known.
Here I am in the village of Javier. Both Francisco and Ignatius, who hailed from another small village called Loyola, were canonized on the same day – 12 March 1622. on that morning a banner was hung on one of the walls of the Vatican:
“Saint Francis Javier worked many miracles. But the miracle of Saint Ignatius was even greater: Francis Javier.”
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Chantal,
My website is http://p073.ezboard.com/bunofficiallorenzo49584
As I said before you will need an account but it is free. Look forward to seeing you there. Thanks for understanding the problem.
peace and love
Lisa
Good evening, Paulo Coelho:
I met Albert Clayton Gaulden at an Inside Edge meeting today in Irvine, CA. Afterwards, I had a private session with him. He said I must write to you and tell you that he said I was a “Warrior of Light” and to tell you about the book I’m writing, Women Rising From the Ashes. I’ve listed the website on this email so you can read about the concept and who the participants and experts are so far.
It’s a “coincidence” that he suggested I write to you because I’m looking for women all over the world to participate. Yesterday before I even had heard of you, I thought that I had no woman from South America, like Brazil, to share her story of “rising and helping other women” or her expertise in helping other women rise.
Albert said I should ask you if you know of any woman who might fit the profile of who I’m seeking. Isn’t that incredible?
And now….What can I do for you?
I’m going to order The Alchemist because Albert strongly suggested I should read it.
I look forward to reading your wonderful book.
Thank you,
Basia
Dear, Paulo Coelho & Braconnot Paula.
Adabz (Means Hello in Urdu Language :) )
Please Reply to my email soon
and Please Do not take my HOPE away ….. i am waiting …….
Warmest Regards,
Fatima Saeed Khan.
Dear Lisa,
sorry for not responding earlier, had to go trough the fase you are talking about. You mentioned your site but i can not find it i would like to leave a reply there. Hope you will read this and there is a possibility for you to let me know!
Love Chantal
Sorry Paulo i forget to thank you for this oppertunity to reach out to eachother, hope you and your wife had a wondereful time in France and have a good trip back to your home base.
I’ve learnt so much from you, Dan Millman & the What the Bleep Do We Know!?
Just read The Alchemist again & it was a totally different experience from the first time.
Thank You!
Alex Chua
my dearest writter paulo coelho,
i really can’t put in to words what impact you made in my life.i begin to understand every sphere of life after reading your books.everytime when i met with a new person.i recommend your books and to be utterly frank,their experience is not different than mine.i wish you enough and pray god to give you a long life.
rup bahadur sunar,Nepal
Dear, Paulo Coelho & Braconnot Paula.
Adabz (Means Hello in Urdu Language)
I hope you read the email I sent to you!
Please send me a short message if you got it!
Thank you!
Thank You and Carry on and keep making the difference.
May Allah always Bless You and Your team.
Anxiously waiting for your reply ……. so Please Reply Soon
Warmest Regards,
Fatima Saeed Khan
Greetings again Everyone,
Hope you are all safe and well. Think I have a Zahir. Someone who is older than me and whom I cannot be with. I think it’s mainly to do with loneliness, on my account anyway. I am working to get past it. Writing helps. Worst times are when I’m about to go to sleep and he floats into my mind.
*Sigh* oh well, these things come to test us.
Love & Light
Lis’
xx
Thank you for this blog, reading everyone’s comments gives inspiration. Thank you for reaching out so many of us. I have met you through my daughter who has given me the precious Alchemist autographed by you. It is the most treasured on my shelf.
I am a teacher and I recommend your books to many people, some say ‘yes, I’ve read his book’ and I cannot but help tell them ‘they are not books you close. You never finish with reading his books’.
God Bless.
Dear Paulo,
Five years a go I had read Alchemist and since I was a very young disappointed ,sick boy, Everything for me was a absolute darkness and I couldn’t see any light in my heart. I had read Alchemist around 15 times and still I am thirsty for it. This fantastic book changed my life for ever I found my self in the absolute light , Now after five years I am a successful person in my courier and I just graduated from one of the best American Universities on my regions. Everybody is shocked and they are asking me how did you do that? How did you came up from that darkness? and so on.
I wanted to thank you for being a great teacher and guider, You and your books specially Alchemist changed my life for ever. Still my best gift to my friends is Alchemist. I always wanted to see you , even when you came in Iran , my heart was with you all the time.
With Love and Respect
Hooman
United Arab Emirates
Dear Paulo!
I hope you read the email I sent to you!
Please send me a short message if you got it!
Thank you!
With all my love to you, Cristina and Monica!
Hubert
Dear Paulo and All,
I joined the blog today. I hope I can learn something out of that . I am following the stories. and I am so happy to be here.
With love
Hooman
Dear Paulo
Thank you for everything.
I made good on my promise and went to the monastery at LLuc (in Majorca) and I lt a candle for you and for all those that have participated in this blog – I lit the candle and prayed, I did not ask for anything but simply thanked the world for what we have and for the inspiration that I have picked up from taking part in the blog.
I would be very interested to carry on interacting with anyone who wishes to talk about the topics that have been covered over the last few weeks. I wil check this blog again soon.
Wishing you all the very best.
Always
John Kenny
Greetings,
Just a few months ago this blog was the only ongoing source of conversation I had on the topics of my passion: exploration into the Path. Now the blog has finished yet I have found people who were not part of the blog but walk with the same passion. We talk of encoded cellular memory, Mary Magadalene and Isis, Rites of Passage, Initiations, music, colour, our personal signature in sound, and all sorts of wonderful topics.
They have all travelled to sacred sites or done the great pilgrimmages of the world and talk about the power and graces of their experiences. I also long to travel yet I have come to realise the power of imagination may allow passage into sacred places without physically being there. I recently heard my shoe move small wet pebbles as I walked through a small park and felt that is exactly how it might be if I were walking up to Rennes de Chartuse. Such is the joy of imagination.
To-day is the Solstice…One half of the world will count as the shortest day, the other half, the longest day and I will be, comfortably, caught between the two.
Presently reading the Lost World of Agharti by Alec Maclellan: The mystery of Vril Power so I’ll probably find myself wandering around caves and very long tunnels.
walk gently
Christine
dearest paulo,
it is bizarre how your books always seem to surface at the exact right time. not long ago i was lost, i was broken and felt as though this might be it and i was ready to give up. i was afraid i had died along the way. but i set off on a trip. not at all the spiritual trip that perhaps would have been called for, but nevertheless i was taken out of my normal habitat and to accompany me i brought with me your book “the zahir”. i had been keeping it on my bookshelf for quite some time after buying it, not feeling as though the time was right. i had tried starting to read it a couple of times before but had gotten disheartened when i couldn’t manage to get into the story. but on the four hour busride to my destination this time i not only managed to get into the story, i was moved and realized i had waited for the perfect time to read it. i delved in between the lines and tasted the words. it was fantastic, but best is the feeling i have now after finishing it and upon coming home again. this feeling of renewed strength and ability to wait and have patience. what is meant to be, will be.
i want to thank you for giving light when darkens usurps everything. i want to thank you for guiding when feet stumble. i want to thank you for giving your words and what they bring fourth in all your readers. it is magical.
(oh and bless miglena and i pray that her zahir will become not an obsession but a lovecompanion again. i feel i can sympathize with her very well under the similar circumstance i’m in.)
much love,
Anna
Dear Paulo and Friends,
I came to find out about this journey when Paulo has gone halfway through the trip. So I went back to read from the beginning and has followed until the end. Wow what an incredible journey, and what an affect it has given to my life. Its so inspiring that I went and introduced this blog to many of my friends. Hopefully the stories has given answers to their lifes as it has given me.
I also want to say thanks to you Paulo and all the wonderful friends (I feel like you are all my friends) that have shared their stories. I can say mentally and spiritually I am now fully recharged and has more courage to continue with life. I thank Allah for He has given me answers and direction in life.
Hope I can meet you Paulo and some of you friends someday. Take care all of you.
Daniel
I think this is not the End, Paulo. I am just standing at the begining of my path. And what about you. You were the light for me. And I was blinded. But now I realized that you are simple man. Thank you, for the mistery, knowledges, and love.
Paulo,
thank you for making me happy at this very moment, at this week, during which I buried one of the most cheerful colleagues I had. During this month I had also another loss – I lost (not phisically) a very special person, one very special friend, one very special love, one very special soul – my ZAHIR. But I will prove to him and mostly to myself that I am a warrior, I will fight for him, I will fight for me.
And I am happy today, because of you, because you gave me once again the strenght to smile and once again you made me believe in my dreams.
Thank you for the person you are and for the writer you are.
Here I am in tropical Mexico, Palenque. I have found some time to look on internet during my holiday.
A good friend of me has done so much wonderful work showing me the way, making plans, phantastic, I want to thank her here. And of course everyone else on this page, giving their stories.
Kind regards,
John
hello mr coelho. thanks for your book. i am iranian. i like your book and read all of them. i glad to search your blog. and this is very good if you send a comment for me about your opinion about iranian. thanks. take care and dont forget laugh.((the purpose in live is a live to purpose))
Hi dear Paulo and of course everyone who reads this blog!
Once I was on the internet surfing different sites and looking for information which interested me. The next day I got an email notifying me of the arrival of Paulo Coelho to Russia and that he was exepcted to come to Vladivostok on the 30th of May. First I thought “It must be a joke! Paulo Coelho is travelling from Moscow to Vladivostok – I can’t believe it!”
I don’t watch TV much and after several days passed I learned that it was the gospel truth. The first thing that I did was ask my director to give me a one week of vacation by saying “I need to go to Vladivostok. It’s very important to me.”
On the 30th of May I arrived in Vladivostok and when I got off the train and noticed a bunch of people with cameras and such like standing on the railway platform waiting for….. This was the first question which I asked a man “Who is everyone waiting for?” The reply was ” I have no idea.”
It was a little bit strange for me since I couldn’t figure out how someone can stand in a crowd and have not the faintest idea what or whom they are awaiting. I thought to myself “This man must have lost his sense of curiousity”. Anyway I was very luckyand at the same time happy as I witnessed the arrival of Paulo Coelho to city.
That day I had Paulo’s autograph at one of the city bookshops where almost 300 people gathered. And later we headed for the one of the Far East resort where the encounter with readers was to take place. Everything went well. Paulo answered all the questions which readers asked him. Even mine – “What is happiness for you?” I am not likely to forget that moment in my life. I saw Paulo Coelho with my own eyes. I could hear his voice with my own ears. Perhaps it might sound stupid for someone but not for me. I remember him saying before I put my question “ Yes, I can recall you, I signed your book then you left the bookshop and after a few seconds you returned to ask for invitation. You didn’t stop yourself before obstacle and as a result you achieved your goal”. I was surprised as well to notice that during that conversation with readers Paulo practically knew everybody’s name. I want to thank you Paulo for being in out lives, making us realize the value of this life and take a look at it in a different way. We are with you in spite of the distance and time, Paulo! I will treasure the day I met you in Vladivostok! My best regards.
Vitalya
Russian Federation
Vladivostok
Well hellou 2 u all :)….. i’d just like to point out (with a huge respect to the Brazilian team) that we (Croatian team) would have totally wone yesterday if we had any luck ….which we don’t ….ever….but since God is on our side :) ….we were -louder ( there were half the number of us compare to at this point very quite brazilians ….guess they were scared …no need …..:) -we were braver-no matter of the results it woz one of us who had the guts to jump into the field an congratulate our boys -as well as the brazlians -an turn the fire torchers …..inspite all treats an check ups of the germany police …..an at the end we showed that its not the size of the country that matters but the size of the nations heart an it our case it beats loud an clear :))))))))))))))) never the less i think it woz a fair match …an well all had fun ..on the stadion an round it ….an would like to thank all the brazilians who stud theyre place fo us who hadn’t gotten the tickets-money or otherwise problems an fo bein a real frends(as ur Jesus is spreding his arms in rio thats how we felt an from the deepest part of my heart i thank u ) …. we won’t forget u ….hope we WON’T meet in the finals but may the best team (us ) win :))))))))))))) …..p.s. Mr.Coelho i didn’t see u all though i did try to find u ….hope we meet at sum point …im sure it’s just a metter of time :) keep the faith ….luce (not only perfect but Croatian too :)
Dear, Paulo Coelho & Braconnot Paula.
Adabz :) (Means Hello in Urdu Language)
Thank You very much for all what you have done and made us part of Paulo Coelho ‘ s journey . and Thank You very Much for Your reply to my request which was being posted on 12th of May. Thank You for not taking my Hope away since “Only Hope Has always dominated my life” and I will email you all the details regarding Paulo Coelho ‘s visit to my country
“A Visit with a Mission and Vision” and accept my Apology that I was not being able respond to your (Braconnot Paula ) email earlier because i was busy arranging things and doing all my home work for Paulo Coelho ‘s visit.
Please Do reply to my email will be waiting.
May Allah always Bless You and Your Team.
And My Teacher and Magician Paulo Coelho just want to share that your words have a made a lot of positive difference in my life and Living with Your words …day in and day out ..Makes me more complete. I feel your soul in mine.. …
These two letter word “Thank You” means a whole world when I say it to you and Hope has always dominated my life … so do not take it away since I am really hopeful to see you here in my part of the world, for the greater good of the society!!!
Yes for sure you are so very right about this
“but he was a man of the world, and everyone considered him a part of their own people”
Yes Indeed for me Paulo Coelho you are that man of the world.
People seem to pass by and so dose the age but sometimes either of them
stop and make you see things from a different angle.
Thank You and Carry on and keep making the difference.
May Allah always Bless You and Your team.
Warmest Regards ,
Fatima Saeed Khan.
P.S : Please do reply to my email will be waiting.
Dear Paulo and all of you readers,
Thank you so much for your inspiration, wisdom, love and light.
It was so great reading all the stories.
It is so great knowing that there is so much love on this beautiful planet!
Thank you for the encouraging words and all the magic.
Have a great magical journey and see you around.
I wish you Love, Light and Life!
Mirjam, NL
Dear Paulo
I’m a new writer in my home town and i’ve read The Alchemist (suggested by one of my friend), indeed it was superbly done. Geez when can i write that kind of brilliant stuff. Cya.
Dear reader’s,
hello again, I have to take back my message left above. I was a bit drunk and angry at myself.
You are all so strong to follow Paulo on his journey. He is spreading God’s love back into all our hearts. You should all take a bow and congratulate yourselves on your own personal journey and growth…
Taken from my own book that I am writing here is a small extract…
The world is like a theme park. You have the characters all wandering around. Micky mouse, Mini Mouse, Pluto, Donald duck etc. These are the powerful people in our world. The Bush’s, the Bin Ladens, the Kings and Queens.
We all walk in wide eyed, dieing to go on the first ride and then the next and then the next. Some rides are wonderful, some rides are scary and some rides are amazing..
Around us are the people of the world enjoy the park, going on the rides, being happy, scared indifferent. Children cry over dropping their ice creams. Other children fight over small things. Parents argue.
We have people selling sweats on every corner. These are the drug dealers taking our children away. There are strangers in every bathroom. These are the people who abuse our children. There are people under the masks and behind every ride. These are the people we will never know. We have the one angry Bad Guy in the story, he is the one who kills a loved one.
We have the silly guy, he is the one who car crashes into you. Everyone is here. I sit on a ride and enjoy it greatly, I am dizzy as I get off. I look around and wonder where to go next. The day is almost over and I want to get value for my money. I am paying every day for life and it isn’t easy.
I an scared, amazed, happy, in love and grieving for the world all at once.
(unfinished story, unfinished paragraph!!!)
Cya all around (sorry for being rude)
K
Homecoming
At the end of the Alchemist the shepherd boy catches the scent of Fatima
the woman he loves – on the wind
Molly Bloom at the end of James Joyce’s Ulysses is remembering the scents
of a time she was in love; the mountain roses, the geraniums, the jessamine (for Jasmin)
and so your journey ends here too with the message from Jessamine above, a happy coincidence /sign
Love and Best Wishes Paulo from
Petrus
Dearest Paulo,
Thank you for sharing your magical journey with us.
You are inspiration.
God Bless,
Thank you and God bless you always.
love,
Kelly
Dear Paulo,
I would like to begin by saying that you have encouraged me to not be afraid to travel my journey…. I currently got out of a 7 year relationship, so i’m naturally in mourning. However, it was a friendly departure. We had enough understanding that we both needed to let each other grow even if meant being apart. We both had been scared to move on, because we were scared to be alone–even though we weren’t happy with the relationship. So here I find myself, petrified of what the future holds, but anxious at the same time. I’m a dreamer, I have visions of what my heart & soul want me to be. I have gone long enough with repressing it… I haven’t followed my dream because I’ve let myself wilt away at the words and ridicules others have said. I’m making the choice to be me. Even though i know its going to get hard at times like it is now, but I also know that I need to welcome this experience so that I can appreciate the beauty and wonder and love that I and this World have to give. I know you hear these words a lot, but I thank you for your words and experiences. Thank you for giving us your thoughts & your heart. I wish you well on all of your endeavors & that God may be with you always. I would also like to say thank you to all of your readers and this community. Their kind words and inspirations are something that I will treasure and make a part of me.
With love,
Janet G. Garcia
Flap … for a bird landing !
I don’t know if this blog will be soon closed … but if it’s not the case why don’t we continue our comments here ?
busardly
Dear Paulo,
Everyday I fight giving up the new path I am taking in my work. Your words, your knowledge, your inisight and your willingness to share, stops me from doing that. And what happens? Encouragement arrives when I least expect it and rejection too, but I handle it now and I let my self surface in my own way till life shows me something new to try. You are a great teacher.
Thank you and god bless you.
Christine
It’s the last msg that im going to leave here. My girlfriend won’t leave me get on here any more…I don’t know why, she is being a b!”£$. To every one here it was a plesure…I thing that some of you need therapy and to forget that Paulo can help you because he is only a man and men cant rule the world as we know…
Magic is magic and I dont think that you can link it to religion…god is one and magic is his uae…he sees it that man cant use mmagic as it is his or so the scriptures says….Paulo believes in a different god..he may know this or he may not. If he is a mage then it is a different god than the god we all heard about at school…
Anyway, are the guys in the story above the founders of RAM..I would like to know?
Paulo, if you are reading this enjoy your time in Germany… The blog is a nice idea, but all blogs need to be regulated by the right type of person or personal. Cya around…
K
Thankyou very much for your blog! I did recognize here and there
earlier texts from your other e-publication “Warrior of light” but
everything is nevertheless wise words worth to read many times!
And I’ve been wondering since a few weeks how on earth you got
any time to sleep reading all these responses in English , French,
Portugese and Spanish! it’s something around 150 comments
for every blogentry and your readers have been inspired to
write long answers too!
I hope you will come back, maybe on an annual base
with some kind of blog – it is – as you maybe have discovered
a terrific tool not only between you and your readers
but also between us who are reading!
Merci!
Josephine
While we all continue our personal pilgrimages and discovering the magic of our paths, enjoying the reading of comments today here, i was very surprised seeing my name mentioned in
Maria’s note who bookmarked my site together with some of the other readers ( i really may only imagine how she found that :))
and Marina, who kindly and surprisingly wished me good luck. ( Thank You very much, and good luck to You too :))
I am really touched, and already many days ago i started to feel amazing union that found birth in this blog. Union of hearts of light, sparkles of which light the universe and create this magical dance of life, pieces of the puzzle or the huge work of art .
It really seems like we (all who followed this blog, left commens and who may be had no idea of this blog but makes his own spiritual journey through each day) are all belong to ONE chain, and this is a fantastical feeling that fills with joy and strength – not seeing or knowing each other we feel the magic of being together and not being alone on this earth.
Paulo, the true Magician created this miracle :)
I consider this to be a wonder and it was a pure and especial gift to experience this unique journey with all of You, to feel the beauty of Your souls and emotions and to be leaded by You, Magician :)
It was unforgetable journey, and though we are all in different parts of the universe, it still seems like we will always be somewhere close to each other, and who knows what magical coincidences may happen ? :)
We all continue to walk this path as one…
Again, i send You all my love and may God guide each of us to find the treasures of our hearts and wonders of the universe.
Paulo, THANK YOU again for the spirit and wisdom of Yours that take us high above and deep within and it is love that consumes everything, unites us all and lives in each of us is what reveals the sense of our lifetime pilgrimage .
The meaning of the path is in people, and on my way and during the precious journey in this blog i met virtually very beautiful ones.
No matter what happens each day, may we all remember that something genuine that is behind all the events is love and aspiration of higer powers to reveal ourselves and find light :)
I LOVE YOU ALL and it is so inspiring to be with You all here and now :)
I also believe that we may never die, but our spirits will always be soaring somewhere and pass through new and new enigmatic experiences, so we will probably always be together.
Also, dear Paulo, thank You for the wonderful and meaningful story of Francis. I have been thinking of it and returning to it in my mind and it will always remind me of something important….
And with all my heart, I wish to also thank Paula, whom i met spontaneously and virtually too, and it was a wonderful communication :)
I also express her my gratitude for making the ray of SUN reach to each heart and through this blog and uniting us all create the circle of light, the rays whose radiance are and will be shining forever.
I have no doubt that this blog – the opportunity of being in touch with Paulo’s wisdom, impressions, experiences and vision and the chance to leave our own comments, notes and feelings and to read others, changed many many lifes; opened doors into unknown and gave enormous belief in the divine sparkles within each of us…. to raise and find our own swords and be brave on the way.
Being brave is probably being yourself. And while we all will be working on our own works of art, i dream of the day when may be we would have an opportunity to talk and share again.
LOVE TO ALL and i will not say goodbye as we are all somewhere close to each other :) May be closer than we think, because God’s ways are so very fabulous.
LOVE,
Dasha Balashova
Dear Paulo!
God be with you! Thank you for going the journey with us. I am shure you got many inspirations and kind encounters and you will still have it until going back to the place you can breath the air of that we call home. Of course mother earth can be a lovely place and even though the people do their race at all lovely places on earth. When the time will come, I wish you a your dear family a quiet time to remain all you gave and got the 90 days during the trip.
Good writing :-) and
Love Hubert
I have been following your journey very closely and all the inputs by the readers. I did not post any comments , although i have much to say but did not feel like writing , partly because i am a bit moody.
Did I enjoy this blog ? I do not know. Sometimes , it takes a while to appreciate things. But this blog was interesting enough for me to read it regulary.
Mr. Coelho , your comment about football and nothing new to say about it. My experience is that one can say so much about anything , even if much has been said on the issue. I’m pretty sure you will have a lot of new things to write about football too.
May God bless you for all the inspiration you bring to people , esp me, and all the readers and people posting thier comments here .
Hello, Increasingly I question coincidence.
As the blog is closing I decided to look the PC Official site for other informaiton. I am now feeling grateful and holding gentle emotion.
I read that Paulo’s silver ring with the double headed serpent is a symbol of Wisdom of the Moon.
About twenty years ago after a rebirth session I drew a mandala of a double headed serpent.
No one else in the learning community understood what it meant. I felt confused as to why I would draw a symbol which somehow reflected the shaddow of my early, dark days of old Catholic education.
I felt I’d drawn something to be ashamed and while I did not destroy the Mandala I hid it away. TO-day Ive learnt to remember symbols may have more than one meaning and perhaps I misunderstood and missed an opportunity to walk in a new way?
I am not physically young and for the first time I feel a new surge of appreciation and understanding the value of ‘education and knowledge gained through Initiation’.
I close my writing urging myself and others not to waste a moment or let not a moment be wasted. When opportunity comes embrace. If shaddows rise, face it, trusting your integrity and faith that God has a purpose for each of us and it is ultimately good!
Congratultions the renewed Official Fan Club site is wonderful.
Christine
Ah……I am back at the beginning!
I return from walking Francis and Ignatius. Paulo, your wonderful gift to spin, weave and share story permeates my imagination and of all the insights of the past weeks, I am back at the beginning, longing to walk the bones of the Earth and collect stories encoded in the streams and fields of memory.
How wonderful that you, one man, who walks his personal path in collective dimensions, can create and hold a Path for many initiates to walk together, for a few weeks that live forever.
Paula, Congratulations and Thank You.
I trust you continue to work with Paulo to deliver future blogs! I know you have heard the saying that behind every powerful man is an equally powerful woman! ?
Until we meet again on Warriors of Light on Line…walk gently
Christine
Good luck, DASHA B!!!
Dear Paulo,
it was a magnificent journey we all made together.
Let everyone come back happy and hold his way.
I’ve read all Paulo’s texts and our comments: your words will sound much longer, than I’ll be writing my last comment.:)
PS. Paulo, you are like the sun!
Love, Marina.
Dear Paulo
I went out this morning and bought two of your books. I’ve bookmarked a few sites of some of the people who have commented here…Lisa, Dashabal, Peter Holmes Sellers (what beautiful photographs!), Debbie Holmes, Marian, and of course this other opportunity you give us, the barnes and noble site, etc.
I can’t promise I’ll write to everybody, but I will every so often take a peek into that part of their lives that they want to share to others.
I suppose it’s just a way to keep the flame of the love we have shared alive.
Thank you Gabriela in particular. I’ll never forget you.
Good luck Chantal (start a blog!!), Enigma, Steve, and everybody else. I read each and every comment posted. You are all in my heart.
And for you Paulo, I say um abraço,
com carinho
Maria
Zdrastwuj, dear Paulo.
Hope now you know this Russian word. And many others. But not words are significant after your great journey.
We, your readers and (I hope) friends, made it with you.
We read your Blog, we followed you in Russia, we saw photoes, read articles. It was very great to see you, to talk with you in Ekaterinburg. You even sang songs with us!
And it was funny to read about your dance (samba) in Nowosibirsk.
Did you like the water of Baikal? ;)I think it was cold.
And now your journey cames to an end… What can I say? Great pity.
But my hope to see you again and to ask you these questions that I know now is strong. I believe that we will meet again.
May be I willn’t see you in life, but on the pages of your new books.
Great respect and love, Marina from Ekaterinburg.
Dear Paulo,
thank you again for our wonderful journey with you, we will carrying on walking our own private caminos everyday, bye everyone, i will miss reading your stories, and like ships passing in the night we were, and the phrase something like, coming in and out of peoples lives for a reason or a season… take care all of you,
via con dios,
love and best wishes
marian, andalucia, españa
congratulations and thank you. through this blog, through your writings, people the world over have been touched by your hand without ever picking up one of your books or opening a web page. they have been touched because your words touched me. through them you will continue to touch others and on thorough time.
Yes, and this IS the Hand that touched Jesus while christening him….
I still feel amazed that today i experienced this true wonder- touching it .
Hand that changed so much that it’s hard to depict in words.
Hand that passed divine spirit and blessed Jesus… Jesus who was/is/and will be the son of God and human being. The union of Heaven and Earth.
The spirit of this union is what i feel today within of me.
And we all have hands too… and if we dare, we may probably also try to make them work for beautiful, loving and genuine actions… and by passing our own personal talents and energy through our hands, we may indeed make this world and life more beautiful, and that’s what we are here for, i believe.
With love and endless gratitude to all and You, magical Paulo,
Dasha B.
Today, the 10th of June is a very, very magical day for me.
The day when i passionately realize that each day of our lifes IS the most mysterious and divine pilgrimage. Each day we finish one and start another; the constant process of metamorphoses…”the meaning of the path lies in people” – those are such a true words, dear Magician !
Experiences of each day reveal us our path, the path is – WE. Everything is within and we are ONE with divine source of everything that comes and goes.
Today, on the 10th of June i feel strongly this process of walking as it’s the day when i know the mental journey with all of you, and You, dear Magician, finds its destination.
But it’s the day when i started and made my own pilgrimage as well
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Today i have spent seven hours in the longest line i have ever seen in my life to touch the little box with the Right Hand of Joahn The Baptist, the hand which (the thought of this makes me tremble) touched the head of Jesus Christ… it still counds like a magical fairy-tale, but touching it i feel the connection of everything – history, time, miracles, God and each of us, each person being in the journey called life and being able to create on our ways whatever wonders we only dream about. i realize that everything is possible….when we believe and act.
I make two steps every 15 minutes and reading the prays i feel the movement and atmosphere put me close to trans, where mind is free and spirit is everywhere and silent.
I meet the phrase in prayering saying that we are all heirs of Kingdom of Heaven and afterwards i feel a great joy of being alive, feeling no fear about anything and incredible freedom.
Returning home many hours later i was fascinated to read this latest text of the pilgrimage, and some of the words reflect exactly what i have felt today :
“no matter where we come from, we can always reveal far beyond what we imagined”…
I realize that it is about movement, about changing and walking, dreaming and realizing ourselves. The path today, after this two pilgrimages of mine – one virtual with You, Paulo, and all the hearts of lights, and the one of today – the physical one of coming to kiss and touch the sacred Hand made me feel that walking the path is easier then we may imagine. In fact the only thing we need is to believe passionately in our dreams, feel the divine sparkle for something in our lifes and dare to DO it…
And when i was more or less close to this formula in my life , God indeed revealed me treasures that i couldn’t even dare to think about.
But they entered my life, and they became my reality.
The path is always mystical and magical, but it’s important to contuine walking. And this i feel today – i know that this pilgrimage inspired by You, dearest Magician, will contuine each day within each heart of everyone who followed.
The moment when i was in front of the greatest and divine relic, i felt absolute light within. I could think of nothing, nor i hardly saw anything, but the moment i put both of my hands on it and kissed, the flame lighted in my heart; the splash of light that let me know that we are one.
We are part of the spring of light, we are sparkles of God’s sun and love and we are the ones to represent , spread and share his love on earth right now. The love and unconditional belief in miracles and wonders – in realization of our most sacred dreams – as they are His dreams too.
The path is thorny, but when the moments of blessing and light bring light to it, you realize that it’s the greatest gift possible.
Those moments happened each day when i read You texts, Paulo.
This i feel today too, and i wish to thank again All who accompany me on this pilgrimage of life, of everyone who by their encounters, virtual or physical changed my life and revealed my way. Nothing is accidental, of course.
And i kneel in front of the mystery and magic concept of my life way that it crossed it with Your light, endless depth of the heart, wisdom and sparkle of Your eyes, dear Magician Paulo.
I believe that who ever we meet is sent to us by Angels and this is all a part of the huge work of art – our life . Every day is a movement of the brush, every person we meet is the new beautiful colour that makes the whole piece amazing !
I can hardly depict all that i feel today – feeling the end of one pilgrimage and start of another, but those emotions make me soar, smile and cry with happiness as i feel i AM ALIVE !!!!
I may write endless again, but dearest Magician Paulo , THANK YOU MILLION TIMES for the wonder gift of being able to share the pilgrimage with all of us and inspire, feel the hearts with strength and love. We are indeed one. One light of God’s love. And we never die, the spirit of ours is always alive in this universe. We are here, there and everywhere to enjoy the pilgrimage or revealing God’s generousity and feel oursleves HOW magical is the process of realizing ourselves, our dreams and make this world even more beautiful.
And i believe, that each of us living will discover his path and find magical spiritual treasures.
I will probably miss the spirit of this journey… but well, i know we need to be like butterflies and let the whirlwind of life take us to the next journey.
It’s all just fantastical and i send my love to everyone and You, dear Paulo !
May God bless You for the light You reach with into EACH heart personally, light of ONE.
I LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And i wish You many, many magical pilgrimages yet to discover and pass through :)
Love,
Dasha B.
Moscow
Oops forgot.
All you wonderful people. You were fantastic!!!
Feel free to drop me a line at my site. You will need an account but it is free.
Blessed Journeys
Lisa
xx
p.s Chantal you are most welcome. Hope you find what you are seeking.
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Blessing to you Paulo, It’s been an honour.
Safe journey home.
Lisa
xx
Dear Paulo,
I thank you with all my heart for this precious gift you gave me, your reader, who has never dreamt meeting you and touching you, that you made me part of your so personal and so universal journey. I’m forgetting English again, but you know, I’m not a killer any more – at least currently, – and I send you my sincere gratitude and friendship.
And now, boy, sit down and write a new novel, because you have us all waiting – hungry for more!
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