A Pilgrim

Friday, February 20

man in street with cane

I don’t know who I am.  And I don’t think people ever will know who they are.  We have to be humble enough to learn to live with this mysterious question.  Who am I?  So, I am a mystery to myself.  I am someone who is in this pilgrimage from the moment I was born to the day to come that I’m going to die.  And this is something that I can’t avoid, whether I like it or not–I’m going to die.  So, what I have to do is to honor this pilgrimage through life.  And so I am this pilgrim–if I can somehow answer your question–who’s constantly amazed by this journey.  who is learning a new thing every single day…I am this person who is proud to be a pilgrim, and who’s trying to honor his journey.

Paulo Coehlo