Reaching Beyond the Clouds

Last night at sunset I had a photo shoot for an Everest-related story. I had put my two Everest blessing necklaces on and by the end of the shoot: one was missing. In the darkness I looked for an hour, I found the blessing string but not the ancient stone bead that was on it. I was so sad I actually started morning its loss. I cannot explain the meaning of these objects other then I wore them from the moment I stepped into the Khumbu Icefall and until I walked into my home. I am not superstitious but they were part of me during those 60-days away from my family. This morning my husband, who just had hernia surgery four days ago, woke me up at 5:30 AM and said let’s go find that bead. So we drove to Cal State Fullerton (where I lost it the night before) and in the dirt parking lot of the aboretum – he found it!!!! I have the best husband :)

The bead is on the necklace in the center. It was given to me by a man I met on the plane on my way to Kathmandu. He told it it brings positive energy to whomever wear it.  

Dzi Stone Bead recovered!