Sedona holds a special place for me. I visited these red rock mountains for the first time last year, where I purchased my lemurian quartz that really opened up the world of gemstones for me. I believe Sedona was a catalyst in increasing my sensitivity to beyond tangible reality. So with my boss leaving for a week to visit family out of country, I decided to take an impromptu trip back to Sedona to re-experience what has become my favorite place traveled so far.
The day before my trip, Tuesday, Oct. 27, was the full moon in Taurus. The energetics are more grounded compared to what the astrological shifts have been addressing these last few months. Numerous websites have addressed this as "dreams come true" or simply "settling feelings" where the road we walk is a bit more stable. Awesome energetics to take this short sabbatical to hopefully gain some grounding again. Provided that my condominium faces west, I normally don't get to see the moon until much later in the night or early morning. However, waking up for work on Oct. 27, she appeared from a small open fold within my bedroom window curtain, shining in all of her glory. I took that as a good sign with the idea that hopefully my trip will look somewhat like James Redfield's The Celestine Prophecy.
Prior to my travels, with last minute planning, I researched events occurring during my stay. Among the concerts, or Halloween festivities, there was one "new agey" event that sparked my interest. This was the only event scheduled during my stay, a Psychic and Mediumship Workshop at the Sedona "International Institute of Advanced Metaphysics (International I AM)". As an introvert that mainly wanted to get to the vortexes with as much mental clarity as possible, I hesitated to do any social event. However, I told myself, "if it's close to my hotel, then I should really consider it". Well, it ended up being 0.2 miles, or a 5 minute walk away from my room. So I registered.
Provided that my 2014 trip lacked visiting the indigenous ruins, I chose to visit "Montezuma's Castle/Well" (nothing to do with Montezuma) which is right before Sedona. It was a nice detour from immediately going to my hotel, where there was only so much I could squeeze in between 12:30 pm and the scheduled 6:50 pm workshop. But, everything worked out perfectly. The "Castle/Well" reminded me of alternative history tunnels into inner earth, something straight out of a David Hatcher Childress book. It was my first stop on my trip, and although I felt the solitude of being on my first solo personal travel, there was no loneliness with the knowing that I have a higher purpose for this trip. I then proceeded to the Amitabha Stupa for further blessings for my travels before I check-in with my hotel.
The next stop I had planned was my hotel, rest for a bit and clean-up, then move on to the workshop. However, I missed making a right into my hotel parking lot and made the next right to turn back around. However, in huge print was displayed on a poster "book sale today", where I took the bait and ended up spending the next hour at the Sedona Public Library. On seeing the metaphysical books this place had for sale, and at the near-steal prices, let's just say I was having flashbacks to the Chariot card. After spending about $45 for books ranging from Tibetan high meditation to the Rosicrucian's, I was under the pressure to rush to make sure I made it to the workshop.
I quickly entered the hotel check-in rushing knowing that I needed to iron my clothes, shower, and hopefully take a short breather before the workshop. I was greeted with the scent of delicious Indian food and a fellow Indian who greeted me with a huge smile. A bit exhausted, I took in the room decor with a large "Aum" symbol, numerous tourist flyers, many large and gorgeous gemstones, and a picture that made my jaw drop. On the wall, the Hindu owners had hung a picture of the beautiful Hathor. If you've read my prior posts, you know my affinity for Hathor and her connection with Kali. After the owner told me a few things about Sedona and knowing I was under time constraints, I just had to ask about the Hathor portrait.
I only had enough time to unload my car, iron my clothes, and quickly dash to the workshop. I was exhausted and a part of me didn't want to be in a social atmosphere. Just wasn't in the mood, and food and sleep sounded pretty good. However, I knew I would hate myself if I missed this experience. Hence, I proceeded to "International I AM" and was greeted by numerous females who just had a radiant glow. Everything and everyone was of love and light. As a workshop to increase sensitivity, I was expecting an arsenal of techniques to add to my meditations or confirm my current practices. However, the workshop ended up being so much more powerful, do I dare label it more of a seance.
More to come in part II.
Overly educated and continuously exploring and revealing more behind the veil.
"It cannot be too highly emphasized that the mystic swims in the same waters in which the psychotic drowns."
-James Wasserman, The Mystery Traditions