• Walking: 16.1 km (Total 488.5 km)
• Weather: Rain

The final steps was strange, like something in me didn’t want it to end and something in me wanted to go home. You can’t walk like this forever. Nothing is forever. Like the rain, it was heavy, but the sky dried up.

Walking into a city I have always liked, but Paris was not one of them. So much poor people, I haven’t seen that for long time. People are mostly friendly, but you can see all their struggles in their faces and as a pilgrim I say hello to absolutely every one.

It’s like my soul is smiling and my body is working and what more can I ask for?

Bernt and I had chosen Sacré-Cœur on Montmartre as the final destination.

In this church there has been someone praying constantly for 135 years. I felt humble and grateful to walk in there and found a chair for a while to sit on.

After that I went to the coziest restaurant and asked for a glass of champagne and sent an SMS to one of my teachers in life and my family.

I walked very slow to the hotel. Knowing that I had fullfilled. Thanx again for the way.

«Do you believe in God?» a young boy (13) asked me last year. I answered: » I don’t believe in God, I know God exist».
It exist in every one, like Eva Dahlgreen’s song: «I am God, who are you?» God is a word used forever, but people mostly think of God as a cosmic bellboy they can pray to and get what they want, or be forgiven for their sins and so on, but the only one who can forgive, is yourself. God is living in everything that is alive. Its our power, our strength, our will, our love. So people have made a religion out of it, mostly based on people’s need to have something to get their comfort from, something to lean on and the church is scaring the shit out of people, with prayers and words and old stuff. Lot of it is good, but a lot of it is crap. Rules made by old men long time ago. The love they talk about is for those who believe. Believe in what? You should believe in the light inside you and dare to stand in your own light and shine. I know God exist in an universal way, that’s why Bernt calls me an animist,

Insight: I am God, who are you?