User:LiamtheLionHeart

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I am a writer and photographer, I do long distance Trekking and write short stories about the people I meet and the the things that happen along the way. I have included an excerpt from my journal "On the Way to Santiago" that may or may not be of interest to some.=====

Tuesday, 5 October 1999, Burgos Spain, The Flies in the Swamp After crossing the bridge, west of Burgos, I walked into stagnant swamp land that had a decaying, moldy smell. The day was warming and the flies were hatching. They landed on to my sweating body and face. I couldn't get away, they swarmed. I could barely see because they got behind my glasses, literally drinking from the corners of my eyes. They crawled on my lips and the corners of my mouth, went up my nose and in my ears. I was in agony. Then I remembered Buddha. And I thought, You're a learned man, Liam What would Buddha tell you? And I thought, He would say to notice these shitty flies and my disgust with them. And then? He would say to let my feelings go, since they're just feelings. And what would Jesus say? He would say, thank the flies, make them my allies. Can you do that? I'm a good warrior; I try. And when I concentrate on doing so, and say Thank you, Jesus, for these flies! loudly enough in my mind that nothing else gets through, it works. The flies don't bite me; I feed them with my sweat and their wings cool my temples and cheeks. Ask in His Name, and the Father will not only give, He will shower you with blessings. He loves us. Liam 17:44, 23 April 2010 (UTC)