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Shangri-La, can only describe the frame of mind I have been able to achieve over the past four years. I reached a utopia state of spiritual, mental, physical, and social interaction. Such circumstances can only create an ultimate self satisfaction. An example of such satisfaction can be illustrated with the subliminal rock of Chomolungma. There is a rock, a rock that inhabits the highest point of Mount Everest, a peak also known as Chomolungma or Holy Mother. Dominantly nestled in the Himalayas, standing as it’s own state between China and Nepal, at the highest point reaching 29,000+ feet. With temperatures below freezing and winds sometimes pushed to over 100 miles per hour. At the top of this beastly majesty, stands a rock that presumptuously harbors a confidence that no other rock can possess. The towering rock sits atop with the delusion that no other can obtain such stature. Who can challenge such a standard? The subliminal rock of Chomolungma thought to itself. However, this rock has been mislead. There are those that maintain even more assurance and power than the billowing rock atop the Holy Mother. For example, the rock in ancient times that facilitated water to the gentiles in the wilderness as Moses struck the top with his staff, the rock that Jesus himself sat on while preaching to the people of Judea, the rock that provided support to Columbus as he stood, upon his arrival to the Americas, or even the unknown rock that stood firm in the river while assisting the nearly drowning boy until he was rescued, well-known and not so known rocks maintain equivalent or more stature, confidence, and strength than those that are inertly selected for greatness. Although I was not selected to sit as a subliminal being on the highest mount, I believe I have created greatness for myself.
My life changed when I realized there was more to this life than just me. When one of life’s moments taught a lesson of fragility; that screeching moment when the man was hit by the car four years prior. Whether he had reached a moment of or sustained a life of Shangri-la, I might never know. One thing I understood is that his time, his moment, his life, had reached a tragic ending. For all who live will experience an ending. When we will meet that ending we will never know, but it is up to us what state we’ve achieved or not prior to reaching that ending.
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