Part II: Reaching the Top with Colorful Lights and Sadness
|So far up|
|I'm pointing to Tiger' Nest|
First, I started to feel nervous, as the bus got closer to the trail. I could see this teeny tiny dot way up the largest mountain I have ever seen. I thought, “How in the world am I going to get up there? What if I get altitude sickness again? I don’t know if I can make it bla bla bla.” Then the stronger part of me kicked in and said, “There is no way you are going to pass up this dream, remember how bad you wanted this, just put one foot in front of the other and you will eventually make it…” That was the only plan I had…short legs, small feet and all.
It took nearly two hours to reach the top. I took many breaks catching my breath from the high altitude and steep trails. Sheal, an Indian BCF teacher, and I were on the same page of taking our time to ensure we made it… one foot in front of the other. We also were the only two with hidden agendas for long breaks, which were to take turns getting fantastic pictures of each other, chitchatting with strangers, and taking in the view. I met a photographer and writer for a France magazine on the trail and kind of stole away their assigned Bhutanese guide. The guide was so kind helping me along the trail and answering my gazillion questions about life in Bhutan. He became a special part of my Tiger’s Nest experience because not only did he happily and patiently take great pictures of us wink wink, he also was so informative and educated me about many issues of Bhutan like the pollution, tourism, etc. He promised to even get me some meditating lessons from a well-known monk in my valley, so I will keep everyone updated.
|Spider Web of Prayer Flags|
As we got closer to the last 15 minutes, which was the most exuberating part for me, I came around a corner of a massive spider web of prayer flags opening up to the best view of Tiger’s Nest just like I had seen in all the pictures I had obsessed over. In this particular area, I believe that there is a climax of excited energy huddling around, deposited from people like me who are so overcome by this beautiful sight. I can’t even begin to explain the variety of feelings that came across me. I was washed with feelings of gratitude, happiness, love, passion, excitement... all of these feelings mixed together brought me to an elevation I have never experienced before. I had chills all over my body and I felt like I was going to float away.
|Overlooking the View|
Then out of surprise, I could feel a small dash of sadness being sprinkled on top. I stood there overlooking what I perceived to be the most beautiful place on Earth, asking where is this sadness coming from as my eyes wealth up with tears. Then it quickly dawned on me that I was feeling down because the people I love the most were not there to share my happiness. Although I wasn’t physically alone, I felt alone in spirit. I wanted my mom, dad, sister, extended family, and close friends there to pat me on the back, share some hugs, and jump around in joy with me. I wished that they could have seen how happy I was to manifest my dream. It’s like having all the money in the world and no one to share it with.
|Strands of Light to California|
If you are able to view this video, please don't judge me because I was on cloud nine and didn't know what I was saying. Also I had been hanging around foreigners from all over the world all day and at one point I developed a weird accent. Just have a good laugh!