The owners of International I AM, Whitney and Christina, are full of love and light. They were not pushing a sales gimmick, but legitimately have a service to offer to help clients throughout numerous facets of their lives. Hence, although intimidated of what may arise, the energy in the room was relaxing and nothing like a horror movie portraying spiritualists as something unholy. In the dark room, after requesting my spirit guides to assist me, I found that I had the inability to open my eyes. Not thinking it was anything beyond the norm, I didn't address this issue with the group. Like my typical meditations experiences, I felt some pressure inside my head. Moreover, anytime I tried to open my eyes, my eyes would feel a burning sensation making me teary eyed. It wasn't until another individual in the room disclosed similar sensations that I immediately considered that this was Spirit. As one of the owners had described, Spirit was merely working with our chemistry to increase sensitivity.
After disclosing my sensations, I relaxed into the pressure of my head, didn't fight to keep my eyes open, and just let the cool relaxing tears flow. As one individual in the room noted, there was a Spirit above my head working on clearing some things as well as cat walking around my right foot. Moreover, another individual noted a labyrinth in front of me, where she described that I needed to walk a labyrinth to find the answers that I have been looking for. The stress of the long day of driving was melting away, the room had actually gotten impossibly darker somehow, I saw a shooting star flare on the ceiling, and I knew I was where I was suppose to be. The clearing above my head was completely believable given what I was feeling and was something I have been trying to do with my meditations. The labyrinth made perfect sense and had noted that labyrinths have also been showing up for me in the last year. But, the cat, the cat is what really got me and I didn't really think about it until after I got back to my hotel. As described in my prior posts, a large black jungle cat has made her presence known in my prior meditations that ended up becoming a segue to feeling the sensations of Kali. Could this cat be the same as in my meditations?
Feeling the exhaustion of the day and ready to sleep, I left back to my hotel immediately after the session. As I laid in bed, I could not help but think that I might be able to see something if I relaxed into the darkness of the room enough. But as fear struck in and knowing that I wanted to get up early to hit the trails, I called in quits and rolled over to sleep.
The following day was the only day it rained on my trip. Luckily, there were only slight drizzles in the morning where I was able to handle the airport vortex (and trail). The airport vortex offers you a complete 360 degree view of Sedona and is only a brief 10 minute climb. Although the twisting juniper trees were not as abundant as expected signifying vortex areas, the view was enough to experience a higher view or tap into a higher perspective. For the life of me, I do not know how tourists quickly scramble to these areas, take pictures, then leave without really soaking up the scenery. It's like looking at the Mona Lisa for a few minutes without spending the time to enjoy the details of each brushstroke. But oh well, to each their own. From here, I traveled to the "Tuzigoot" ruins. Like the sphinx, much of Tuzigoot was originally covered in soil and needed to be excavated. What was found was a large brick-and-mortar structure that apparently housed many different indigenous groups, like a meeting point.
I wanted to trail boynton canyon thereafter, but the winds and rains made me settle for exploring the shopping areas instead. I probably went through most of Sedona's new age shops that were clustered in the main shopping areas, looking for deals on gemstones that I would resonate with. There are definitely price differentiations between the shops where I was able to find some great deals. Nonetheless, the rainy day was still highly fruitful where I ended up back at the hotel around 8:30 pm ready to prepare for the next day of even more hikes and a revisit to International I AM. Read Part III here.
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