Sound healing

This evening as I was walking back to my accommodation I walked past a guy with a didgeridoo. I’d seen him earlier in the day and was curious. I asked him if he was from Australia. He said no, Germany! His name is Oliver.

We were chatting and I asked if he could play it for me. And he did. I started crying because that sound goes straight to my heart, especially when I’m a long way from home..

He looked at me and my tears so kindly and offered to do a sound healing session with me in the middle of Rue d’Espagne. Just me, him and his didgeridoo on the cobblestone streets of St Jean Pied de Port.

The Camino is working her magic already ✨