I brought a chunk of bread on the walk today imagining I might find birds who would be happy to eat it. At the track twenty sparrows landed at my feet and when the bread was in my hand the birds became joyful and some of them floated like hummingbirds inches from my face while others perched upon my cold fingers.
I decided that during a pilgrimage walk I should try to maintain silence of speech but within 5 minutes of practice I passed a woman and wished her a good morning. I realized it is more important to maintain silence within with the hope that silence without follows.
