Yesterday, I had three different meals at three different homes. When I went to bed last night, I thought about saying goodbye to these people, and this place where I could never go hungry, and never feel lonely. So much of Nepal is hell-- 10-year-olds snorting glue, porters passed out in the middle of the street, trash, pollution, desperate poverty. So much of Nepal is heaven-- community, laughter, thirst for knowledge. Friendships seem sweeter here, laughter seems louder, love seems more pure and I can feel it encompass everything. A glass of tea is not a glass of tea; it is someone telling me they love me and I am welcome to be who I am around them... at least that's what it feels like.
I hate it when people ask me why I love it here... because I could never explain the feelings I have towards this place. All I know is that I love it and I want everyone to feel it.
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- Kelsey Henry
- I long to rise, I seek the sky & I patiently await the magic.
2 comments:
lovely....a place where you belong and find purpose is hard to be a place that you dont love...warts and all. I am already praying for your departure...so hard.
When I was in Nepal I laughed louder, I cried harder, I thought fully, and I loved deeply.
I've never been closer to heaven.
Now I realize that the heaven I discovered there is not a place.
It is a state of being.
It can be created anywhere.
I'm so glad you found it once more.
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