S T O P [Français 👇] I haven’t posted much those days ... this silence on social networks was necessary to put order in my head and take a difficult decision. Today was our last day of pilgrimage. We are waiting for a date to be repatriated. Walking has become more and more difficult for me. From one knee, the pain spread to the other, then went up to the bottom of my back. I limp, take small steps and walk at the speed of a snail. I, who have always had a fast stride, feel that I have been transferred into the body of an elderly person. Three weeks ago, we began this adventure, walking in the footsteps of Shikoku pilgrimage. 3 weeks, 36 temples and 400 kilometers ... instead of 8 weeks, 88 temples and 1200 kilometers. But the numbers are far from reflecting my moods and the experience we have lived and those we are missing. To stop the pilgrimage prematurely is to take a step aside, off the path. Watch this walker that I became. So convinced that the mind is stronger than the body, so full of will that she forgets to listen to herself. Body and mind in one unit. A reminder that seems to teach me each of my travels. Last day of pilgrimage, one of our last days in Japan ... I have so many different feelings, so many thoughts that fuse in all directions. I try to focus to live in the present and enjoy every moment in this country that I love with my two favorite human beings. • • • 🇫🇷 Je n’ai pas posté grand chose ces derniers jours... ce silence sur les réseaux sociaux était nécessaire pour mettre de l’ordre dans ma tête et prendre une décision difficile. Ceux qui suivent nos stories sur notre autre compte Instagram (@unsacsurledos) le savent déjà : aujourd’hui était notre dernier jour de pèlerinage. Nous attendons une date dans les prochains jours pour être rapatriés. Marcher est devenu de plus en plus difficile pour moi au fil des jours. D’un genoux, la douleur s’est propagée à l’autre, puis est remontée
These lovely ladies (including the one behind the camera) adopted me for the day. Took me out to a large sushi lunch, bought me coffee. Drove me to my accommodation and made plentiful crude jokes on my behalf that I couldn’t understand. These experiences are commonplace on the pilgrimage. It is tradition to offer gifts to henro (pilgrim). And it is tradition for me to accept those gifts, and gift them a paper with a prayer on it with my name and date on the back. They covet these papers and I get the sense that it is a great honor for them to receive one.. . . . . #japan#culture#henro#shikoku#shikokupilgrimage#shikoku88temples#trek
7 M O N T H S B I R T H D A Y! [Français 👇] You have 7 months today! Good month-birthday! I can’t believe it ! 7 months already that you came out of my belly. 7 months of breastfeeding. 7 months of baby wearing. 7 months of cosleeping. 7 intense months where I discovered how powerful mother's love can be! 7 months ago I discovered what a great dad my husband was. 7 months ... and I can’t imagine my life in you! A "month-birthday" that we celebrate in Japan ... just like the next one! 🇯🇵❤️ Here everyone calls you "henro akachan", the baby pilgrim! And to say that we will be in Canada or the USA for your one-year anniversary! It seems so far, both temporally and geographically! • • • 🇫🇷 Tu as 7 mois aujourd’hui ! Bon mois-niversaire ! Je n’en reviens pas ! 7 mois déjà que tu es sorti de mon ventre. 7 mois d’allaitement. 7 mois de portage. 7 mois de cododo. 7 mois intenses ou j’ai découvert à quel point l’amour maternel pouvait être puissant ! 7 mois que j’ai découvert quel super papa mon mari était. 7 mois ... et je ne peux imaginer la vie dans toi ! Un « mois-niversaire » que nous fêtons au Japon... tout comme le prochain ! 🇯🇵❤️ Ici, tout le monde t’appelle “henro akachan”, le bébé pèlerin ! Et dire que nous serons au Canada ou aux USA pour ton anniversaire d’un an ! Cela me semble tellement loin, tant temporellement que géographiquement ! • • • #travelfamily#travelwithababy#momandbaby#babywearingmama#portagephysio#voyageenfamille#bebevoyage#shikokupilgrimage#henro#7monthsbaby
Day Three - starting our most ✨magical✨ day walking from temple #11 to temple #12 (my favourite!!!); spreading ART LOVE throughout the 13km 🌲⛰mountain⛰🌲 hike; loving the early 🌸cherry blossoms🌸 and our dinner at Ikuko’s restaurant. As always, finding a cozy spot.... with sick Georgie under the kotatsu.😷😷#kamiyama#onyva#foodhubproject#shikokupilgrimage#somuchfun#magicalday
2 W E E K S [Français 👇] This walk is not easy. We knew it before beginning the pilgrimage. And yet, every night (or almost) we tell ourselves that we are crazy. That's too much. Too long. Too hard. Too heavy. Too many constraints and challenges (my knee, François's backpack weighs almost 4kg more than expected and Manea who has gone through a growth peak with diapers to change all the time with the threat that they can overflow if we are not fast enough! ...). Enough is enough. Every evening (or almost), we list these difficulties, look for solutions without finding (to lighten the bag of François, change portage system for Manea ...) ... and found no satisfactory answer. So we pronounce sentences that we would never like to say: "We will not get there. We stop. We will find at a beautiful place to stay and spend a relaxing family holiday. To the beach. Or in Kyoto ... " Then we share the meal with other pilgrims. They send us good waves and a beautiful image of us ... And they help us put things in perspective: all pilgrims know these phases of doubt and difficulties. They remind us of what we said before starting : "We'll see! ". Welcoming the present. Be grateful for the past (already two weeks that we are on the pilgrimage routes of Shikoku) and let space for the future and its surprises. And there are also all these encounters, all those smiles, all the encouragements and help we receive every day and that feed us with energy even more powerful than a night's sleep. Thus, every morning, we look at the blue sky, the smiling faces of the pilgrims ready to take the road ... and we feel again full of positive energy. We don’t know how far we will go ... and this is probably the most beautiful reason to continue! • • • 🇫🇷 Cette marche n’est pas facile. Nous le savions avant de débuter le pèlerinage. Et pourtant, tous les soirs (ou presque) nous nous disons que nous sommes fous. Que c’est trop. Trop long. Trop difficile. Trop lourd.