It had been more than 1000 years since it
had been written and illustrated, and for the first time, since it had left
this very small village of Tábara, it has returned for just a day.
The people of this village and region would
admire for their first time the
"Beatus" of Tábara.
This work of early medieval art, is filled
with powerful images and few words.
A Beatus is a book-manuscript dating from
the centuries IX - XII that share the interpretation of the Apocalipsis of the
Evangelion of Saint John. This manuscript illustrates and speaks of
the end of the world in the form of a "Code" (Codice) with images and
few words.
There are 21 Beatus existing in the world,
and out if these 21, three of them were created here in Tábara. The first and
most important dates from year 925 and ilustrates life here in the monastic
life of Tábara.
Tábara had a very active monastery with more
than 600 monks and nuns and the reputation of the best Scriptorium. In this scriptorium worked the writer and
the artist, copying and illustrating . Maius and his disciples interpreted the
texts that a monk named Beatus from "Liebana" Cantabria, in the VIII
century, interpreted from the Apocalipsis of Saint John. Later this books and
manuscripts were called Beatus in a generic way, in memory to this dedicated
monk, Beatus. The other two Beatus created here in Tábara,
are one in Gerona, and the other is the Beatus de Morgan, that is in NY.
Walking the camino is for me always a little
adventure. You don't know what you are going to see, learn, meet or feel. As a pilgrim, you are just walking, being
open with all your senses to what is around you. There is no effort to being open, it just
happens, as you walk.
Maybe through the motion of walking, that
mostly happens in silence, you become part of the path, the stones, the air,
wind, sun, birds. All your senses are alive living the moment.
When I woke up this morning, I didn't know
anything about Beatus. Actually, I thought a Beatus, was a person that the
church recognised highly. Never thought that it could be a book or manuscript
with beautiful colourful illustrations.
At mid day I crossed a stone bridge, had
walked 21 km and the path was taking me up a rocky hill. Just before disapearing,
a young man on a sports bycicle, captured my attention.
He had stopped and I listen to what he had
to say.
He asked me if I was going to Tábara, I
responded "no, as it would make my walking day more than 38 km".
He spoke about the special day in Tábara and
a little of the story of the Beatus (that I did not understand), telling me
that it was an important day for the people of this region.
I listened to him. Meeting him at the exact
moment that my path crossed the river and road, I decided that if a car just
then came along, then I would go to Tábara.
At that moment a small white car drove
by, she was driving to Tábara, no hesitation....
I arrived in Tábara 20 minutes later.
After I settled in the albergue, I went to
the beautiful romanic church,
and admired the Beatus of Tábara. Very beautiful. I felt the history, listened to the explanations, learned about Beatus.
and admired the Beatus of Tábara. Very beautiful. I felt the history, listened to the explanations, learned about Beatus.
Providence had taken me there. A village
that did not exist in my path before, creating in me, moments that I would not
forget.
This are the beautiful moments of the
camino.
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