Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

Homage -

I haven't posted in awhile. Perhaps I didn't want to share my dismay over this election, or perhaps I am busy working to uncover and discover myself. As many of you know, I've been working on a book. What has become clear is that I can't ignore the six weeks I spent in Nepal, four of those in the mountains, in the Everest region of Nepal. In those days, once I flew into Lukla at 8600 feet, there was no outside contact with the world, no satellite connection. Camera batteries didn't work above a certain altitude, and the trip is held tightly in my chest.

Today, as I was sitting with the pain of trying to look more closely at the trip and what it meant to me, I felt like I was being squeezed along with Princess Leia, Luke, Han, and Chewbacca in the garbage compactor on the Death Star. Why is it so hard for me to re-visit this trip?

I decided to google the Everest Climbers Memorial site and came across this: http://eliasaikaly.com/2014/6706/

I was there in 1993. Clearly this was filmed after 2005. In 1993, there were some simple piles of stones. Had I expected more? I don't know. All I know is I am still held in the gravity of this place that is so high the air is whittled thin, and yet, maybe emotion and feeling sharpen on thin air, as life and death share so clearly the guiding lines of breath.

Somehow this video helps me understand why I am struggling so to write this part of me, and yet, seeing it, I also know it is something I have to do. We need to share our heights and depths, especially when they rock the earth, this earth we share, this earth turning the body of all of us as one.
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