In 1986, after 28 years of family life in which she raised seven children and wrote four novels, Jennifer Lash learned she had cancer. She decided to embark on a solitary pilgrimage through France to Santiago de Compostela. Her journey was arduous and full of pain, but, after years of caring for others, it led her back to her self: "Perhaps the interior way is the one that counts in the end. No journey can be more dark and difficult, unexpected and hazardous than that." But she also finds room for a variety of myths, legends, bones, springs, saints and fellow travelers, and is always ready to stop and contemplate the silence and spaces that surround them. On her return, she brought back the knowledge that: "It is not enough to seek and care; to pay lip service to all manner of ideals. Real witness is what counts." This is a moving account of her indomitable faith and enduring sense of awe.