"Camino De La Luna - Reconciliation" is the seventh and final book in the series (or ninth if you count "free Feeling Real Emotions Everyday" and "Japan Is Very Wonderful").
What divides us?
What sets us against each other?
What stops us from being able to come home to our true selves?
I had found truth in Thailand, discovered another wall inside me and freed another part of my soul.
There were things to be done, journeys to be taken, strangers to meet, mistakes and regrets to put right and only some of them were mine. But my mistakes alone were enough to change everything.
I had started in Spain, this Camino de la Luna, though it started long before and will not end until I die, but where next? Would I finally cross the equator to the Southern Hemisphere, to Africa and could I ever heal the new wounds in my relationships, could I find reconciliation, or as they call it in South Africa, Ubuntu?
Would I ever find peace...
Would I ever put down my rucksack?
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Broschur/Paperback
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Illustrationen
Illustrations, black and white
Maße
Höhe: 234 mm
Breite: 156 mm
Dicke: 15 mm
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ISBN-13
978-0-244-11933-1 (9780244119331)
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Pearl is in Wales, at the foot of Mount Snowdon, another magical mountain in another land of the dragon. It's another mountain that sometimes likes to hide. If you want great views may I recommend the Beech Bank B&B as her room had windows on three sides with views of the mountains (contact them direct).
Life (or her subconscious), whatever you want to call it, has taken her on another magical mystery tour echoing this one, from the infected bug bites to the jellyfish (there're loads of Lion's Mane jellyfish near Bangor). Somehow she ended up in Liverpool too, the home of The Beatles, apparently she was on a pilgrimage she didn't even know about, and the Double Fantasy exhibition on the top of the Museum of Liverpool broke her open again.
Eight years ago she quit her job, worked a three month notice period and in that time her ex-boyfriend fell off a mountain and died. His memorial service was coincidentally the day after her last day. It was in South Wales. She drifted for a day or two, but it was over six years later that she followed in his footsteps and wandered off.
Yesterday she arrived in Llanberis and lucked out on the last space on the train to the top of the mountain and a room at Beech Bank. She is working hard on feeling and dealing with her emotions and being tolerant of all people, even those who have been, in her opinion, badly taught, or never had some things explained. Unlike Kota Kinabalu and Tiger's Nest, people can just wander up or take the train to the top of Mount Snowdon without a guide. She is working really hard on not getting cross with the people who leave their litter on the mountain or who feel the need to play loud music up there. She knows that anger is often part of grieving. She would politely suggest you don't piss off the mountain. Nature is so much bigger than you are.
