Into Thick Air

I’ve always believed that passion is something that is not imperative to survival, but you can’t live without. The only problem is, necessity sometimes only feels like a distant dream, a faraway nirvana. It is up to you to turn it into a reality. In coming here, I had no idea what to expect, what I would find. Turns out I found something I cannot live without. I am headed home now, to a land of fresh produce and a plethora of oxygen, but this six weeks will be a part me forever. This Khumbu family will always be home to me, and I can bet that I will be back. I guess that’s what love really is. Something that you may not have every second, but no force in the world is strong enough to permanently pull you away from it. Or we are to strong to let ourselves get pulled.

Our last time descending to Namche, walking down the hill that always feels so long, but  that day felt too short, I felt myself slow down. Savoring the moment, because it felt like a part of me that was important to keep close. But all things end, and life is impermanent. So I am trying to ask myself “what next?”, instead of trying to stop this from ending. Because I know I am young, and I have time. There is no hurry. And I know that this, just as I felt at the start of the trip, is a beginning. And beginnings are everything.

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  1. Tia Leela says:

    Beginnings are truly everything, Elle Belle, because you have the power to shape what they become. Sounds like this beginning has infinite possibilities. What a gift. Can’t wait to see you!

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