Monday 8 April 2013

Sedona welcomes us with open arms and lots of energy


Sunday our first full day in magical Sedona. Talk about feast or famine. From one extreme to the other in less than two days. We have managed to go from the wettest place on Earth - the interior rain forest in Kauai with 450 inches of rain per year to the desert Sedona with about 13 inches of rain per year.
Topography that went from lush and green full of flowers to topography full of cacti and shrubbery. But the one thing both these places have in common is the energy. As soon as we drove into Sedona and hit the vortex my husband and I looked at each other and said did you feel that? Immediately my ears felt like they were clogged. My body tingled. My husband felt giddy. Surprising us both because when we were here 15 years ago, we were not aware of the energy until we were driving away.
This time the enegy hit us as soon as we drove in. We are not sure if it is because we were already atuned to the vortex because of our Kauai experience. Because we had already been opened to the energy centres there. There was no doubt about the effect of the energy on us this time. No denying it. No getting around it. It was like every fiber, every cell, every atom in our bodies had suddenly been awakened. Charged. Set on fire.
Driving in was magical. We had gone from desert scenery. Not much changing and then there they were - magestic red rocks. Like the scenery had just been painted and was bursting with life. Colour. Bright red. Reminding me of the blood flowing through my veins. That which keeps us alive. Pulsating. Invigorating. Fuelling us.
Seeing the red rocks, the sun hitting the rocks at different angles casting varying light and shadows over the rocks. Sometimes the rocks looked bright red like they were on fire. Other times orange like the sun. And then when they were in the shadows they even looked green. The light and hues changing as the light shifted. Sometimes showing faces. Lots of guardians looking over the valley and all those who entered. And I could feel the stories of days gone by coming out of the rocks. Like they were reaching out for me. Inviting me back in. Inviting us back in.
Our children were sniggling at us in the back of the car. Joking with each other about the energy they were not feeling. Making fun of their kooky parents who think rocks give people energy. And we understood their doubt. Their lack of belief because we were very much like them 15 years ago. Energy flows where energy goes. We are what we believe and think.
Their awareness of the energy that connects us is not mature yet. They have not grown into the interconectedness of the us all yet. So we just let them laugh at us and told them in time they will understand. We want to let them be the children they are without trying to change their beliefs through words. Rather by helping them through our actions and exposing them to as much as we can so they can form their own beliefs.
Even though my husband and I had chosen to come back to Sedona to introduce our daughter to the place we had chosen to name her after, it still felt strange driving into a place where everywhere we turn is the name Sedona. Even stranger for our daughter because her name is so unusual and now to be surrounded by her own name was overwhelming for us and for her. She both loves having her name repeated over and over again and feels uncomfortable with it at the same time.
The sacredness of this place is overwhelming and invigorating. We hope our daughter can understand just how special she is by being in this sacred space. By seeing why we called her Sedona. To experience the beauty and power of her name as we did all those years before. To understand how much honour we have bestowed upon her to name her after such a geological wonder and energy mecca.
Our first day was spent playing tennis, mini golf and exploring our resort. Discovering wind sculptures that almost reduced my husband to tears. So much beautiful energy being out doors. Meeting interesting people and people who truly love what they do and where they live. Their energy refreshing, inviting, and full of love. People of like energy drawn to a place full of energy.
We then decided to go for a walk along the Bell Vortex pathway. The heat of the day easing with an afternoon breeze. As my husband and I walked along the path, we were both taken aback by the strength of the energy emanating from the vortex. While walking between two vortex,  The Bell Rock and the Courthouse, I felt the vibrations particularly strong. The sound of  silence  almost deafening. The peace unlike anything else we had experienced. It's amazing how time allows us to grow into our appreciation for nature. Our appreciation for how interconnected we all are and the need for silence. Beautiful.
We ended our evening last night by going out for an easy dinner at the restaurant in our resort. Where we laughed and had such a great time because of all the good clean fresh air we had experienced for the day. There was table of ladies sitting next to us who said they wanted what we had because we were having so much fun laughing. And as we were leaving they stopped us to talk to them.
And it turned out they were retired school teachers from Phoenix so they knew a lot about the Sedona area and told us the very resort we were staying in was where the original Sedona, the wife of the man who named this town Sedona, used to live and farm. They told us there is a stone cottage still on the property where the orginal Sedona used to live. One of the teachers also told us she taught the grandson of the original Sedona. There are no coincidences in life. None what so ever. We were met to cross paths with the retired teachers so we could learn why we had been sent to this place to stay for the week.
To show our children and to remind us that everything happens for a reason and we are always in the place we are meant to be in when we are open to the Universe to learn the reasons why.
What a wonderful start to our stay in Sedoona and we look forward to the rest of the week.

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