Beyond the Known

Part 11: from Santo Domingo to Belorado

The path runs along a main road occasionally diverting into towns and across fields. This part of the Camino takes pilgrims from wine into wheat country, from the Province of Rioja into the Province of Castilla y Leon. Belorado was once a frontier town where Christians, Jews, and Muslims lived in harmony until 1498 when Jews were expelled from Spain.


It’s been 10 months since my last post. I’ve been busy learning, creating, and flowching (short for “flow coaching.”) Writing has been very much on the back burner as I entertain a lot of, “why bother? Nothing I could write that hasn’t been written before” thinking. But when my cousin Claire emailed me a few days ago sharing how much she missed my musings, a new thought appeared out of nowhere: “You take pictures of stuff that has been photographed a thousand times and you even publish them on social media.” Ha. Gotcha.

Funny how we develop opinions about what is acceptable and what isn’t, about what endeavors are worth a shot and which ones are better nipped in the bud.

As if we could know.

I started this Camino-in-place almost 3 years ago because I yearned for a new adventure from the comfort of my own home. As far as I could tell at the time, stepping out in the world was not in the cards for me anymore. My wild years, if I ever had any, were over and it was obvious that I was being called to stay put and explore more contained territories.

As if I could know. 

Life has surprised me at every turn. It’s presented me with an understanding that’s allowed me to heal my long struggle with anxiety. I’ve traveled and trained as a Transformative Coach in Europe and am now coaching people all over the world. I’ve broken through outer and inner frontiers and landed, wide-eyed, in the space of pure possibility and miracles.

That’s what happens when we stop believing the crazy stories our minds keep feeding us. Stories of unworthiness, guilt, or − my personal favorite ─ comfort zones. That’s what happens when we see through the veil of what we think we know and get curious about all that we don’t know. And when we get a glimpse of what lies beyond the familiar, walls magically turn into doors.

Life, my friends, is an invitation to dance with the “I don’t know.”  It’s the glorious paradox of finding safety in a space without nets.

Who knew?

So for the foreseeable future I will bother, and, yes, I’ll write. Whether you choose to read or follow me, please know that you too are made for this dance. You were born humming the melody. It’s written on your soul.

Shall we?


“Life knows everything that we don’t know.” –Marina Galan

PS #12: It is safe not to know

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Maryse Godet Copans © 2020

12 thoughts on “Beyond the Known

  1. So proud of you Maryse! And happy for this amazing change in your life. And I’m also glad you explained flowching, cause I never understood it! hehe. But I have enjoyed your beautiful photography. And it speaks to how happy you are, and that you’re getting out and about. A wonderful change indeed. You know I got to that point with my photography when I was doing art fairs, and I said there are those with more technical proficiency than me, why am I bothering? And I think I’ve learned that my style is unique and there is a market for my work, and I shouldn’t stop because it’s how I express myself and it’s also inspirational to some people. May you always write. You are a word artist. You always have been.

    1. Yes! Comparing ourselves to others is such a useless exercise. Freedom comes when we stop caring whether we do it or not, which is what’s happened to me. Thank you for your loving words, Linda! Keep creating, keep inspiring! ending so much love your way!

  2. Congratulations on your breakthroughs. It’s beautiful to see how you are blossoming. You give others hope. xo

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