One pilgrim I passed today on my way through the town of Arzúa had a small gourd tied to his pack with a green shoelace. Another pilgrim had a ribbon with seven silver beads wrapped around the neck of a water bottle, and still another carried a tiny pair of baby shoes swinging from a zipper.
Most people carry the familiar scallop shell painted with the red sword of Saint James that identifies them as a pilgrim. On the Camino, the scallop shell has become a symbol that breaks down every barrier we put between ourselves and others. We are not men, women, rich, poor, black, white, tall, short, fat, or thin. We are not privileged, and we are not impoverished, we are simply pilgrims. To me, it is one of the most powerful and accepting symbols in our modern world.
Many pilgrims carry small hidden mementos. I spoke with one woman who carried her husband’s wedding ring, and another who carried special stones for each of her grandchildren. I am certain each woman has a story to share, and I know that their loved ones are never far from their mind.
I’m carrying a stuffed chicken.
Although only the head pokes out the pocket of my backpack, inside the pocket, the little bird wears a shiny red superhero cape that reads: FRIGHTFUL. As ridiculous as it may seem, it’s a powerful symbol for me. It represents hope that came to our family in the middle of a hopeless situation, and it reminds me that we were always cared for—even when I felt desperately alone. Most of all, it reminds me that laughter is powerful medicine.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my son’s beloved hen, Frightful, each day as I walk the Camino. I’m so grateful she was a part of our family. When I reach Santiago, this funny little stuffed animal I carry may need to be passed along to another pilgrim in need of hope, healing, and more laughter in their life.
I still have 25 kilometers to think about it.
Buen Camino!
~Kristin
P.S. I’m still planning to leave the 2 walnuts from the Galician farmer at the top of the hill when we get our first glimpse of Santiago. Stay tuned!
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Kristin Jarvis Adams' story of Andrew and Frightful is a beautiful and remarkable journey through medical mysteries, a reliance on a superhero chicken, and ultimately, a transcendent faith that ushers in hope when all else seems lost.
Lots of tears reading day 6 and day 7 of your journey. So thankful that you are sharing so much of yourself and your experience. I find so much strength and wisdom in your words and can’t wait to see you when you get back.
Best thing we’ve ever done together. It’s quite an experience pushing yourself well past the limits you thought you had, collapsing onto the bed at night, and then getting up the next morning to do it all over again. Two more days! Looking forward to getting together with you guys in the near future. – Jon