I spent yesterday in Sedona, arguably one of the most beautiful places in the country. If you’ve been there, you know.
Since Boy and Girl were in spring break camp (like summer day camp, but for just a week), it was the perfect opportunity to drive up to Sedona with my good friend Ms. W. From home, the drive takes about 2 hours and 15 minutes, and offers gorgeous scenery most of the way.
Just wait until you get there, though. The views are almost overwhelming–the red rock, the sweeping views, the sculpted formations. However this all came to be, it’s magnificent. It’s always hard to keep my eyes on the road when driving into town, but that happens to a lot of drivers. (I’ve seen them weave across the yellow line as they crane their necks to get a look at Bell Rock.)
After lunch, we went (on a recommendation from another shop owner) to a store called The Crystal Palace to make an appointment for each of us to receive a psychic reading. Ms. W had experienced one before, but I had not, and we were both curious about what we might hear. Then, with a couple of free hours before our appointments, we drove to the main shopping area in town. We drove around for no less than 20 minutes looking for a parking space. Finally, we gave up, found a parking spot in New Mexico, and hiked back to the heart of Sedona from there. Okay, so it felt like that far. For a Monday in March, there were a lot of people in town, and not enough convenient parking for us all.
Still, in Sedona, I find it’s impossible to get upset about the traffic or the push of too many people. My gaze is drawn instinctively upward, above the restaurants and shops, to the beautiful scenery. It feels as though the energy of the place lifts my chin. Every direction offers a stunning view.
Some other time, I might write about my psychic reading. It was an interesting experience. Positive, and interesting.
The day was exactly what I needed. It was relaxing and restorative and fun (we laughed a lot). There were quiet moments, too, when my thoughts were with my sister. Sedona is the perfect place for quiet thoughts. The energy of the area is powerful.
I’ll say this. If you see Sedona in your rear view mirror, after spending the day there, the odds are good that it was an excellent day.
And it was.
*Because I didn’t take a single photo today, I’m borrowing from PhotoBucket. I’ve linked each photo to its original location.
Now, I’m sending a grateful and heartfelt thank you to JCK at Motherscribe for sharing this award with me. Hers is one of my favorite blogs, both for her beautiful writing and her warmth. It is among the first I visit each morning. She makes my day, too. Every single one of them.
Also, I want to thank Autumn at Confessions of a (Not So) Domestic Diva, for this award. She really touched me with this one, and I look forward to reading the things she writes as she begins her own journey of telling her story.
(When it’s not much too late at night, I will pass these along to others.)