Day 2 Vila Franca-Santarem

Yesterday, I suffered heavy wind and rain, trekking through muddy fields most of the time, thinking someone must be cursing me, but thanks god my shoes survived. At the end I had to take a bus to Vila Franca and train to Santarem.

My feet are fool of blisters and my body aches, but I do not regret to start my pilgrimage in Lisbon, otherwise I would miss mysterious Santarem, one of those towns I sense connection with previous lives. 

I stay with old cute couple in Pension Coimbra, smelling like 18th century. Tomorrow I trek to Golega, but why we do not remember our past lives?

THE BODY SENSES AND NERVOUS SYSTEM KNOWS, BUT FOR CONSCIOUS MEMORY BODY-AWARENESS IS NECESSARY. We remember present life, because we are aware of a physical body, but unaware of previous lives stored in unconscious-sensation. 

Dreaming self believes to be persona until his consciousness is strong enough to reintegrate ego and lough about the dream we call life.