Oh, God and I do mean God, because who else could have created such incredible beauty? Tectonic shifts and erosion and ferrous oxide, yes, I know, but all that had to start somewhere and I do believe that a Universal Force, the Divine or call it God, ignited this place and the world.
We spent four days and three nights cradled between red rock formations that blew our minds. Look left, look right, look across the valley—look everywhere and see Mother Nature’s sculptures. How can you forget the glory of God in such country?
Let’s start with the Chapel of the Holy Cross, inspired by the Empire State Building (say what???) and designed by Marguerite Staude, a student of Frank Lloyd Wright, with his help. Here’s what she said: “Though Catholic in faith, as a work of art the Chapel has a universal appeal. Its doors will ever be open to one and all, regardless of creed, that God may come to life in the souls of all men and be a living reality.” Built right into the buttes of Sedona, it’s supposed to be a powerful energy spot. A Sedona vortex.
It’s a good thing Mass is said facing the congregation now, because any priest who looked at that view would certainly forget the words to the ritual. As I entered a “pew” –really just ultra-modern benches without backs–our guide told me that my particular seating position was supposed to be the most powerful in the chapel. I sat and within moments felt the vibration of the place and was engulfed in tears. I don’t know, just happened.
I never leave a chapel without lighting a candle. Born Catholics have their little rituals and that’s one of mine, even though the Church itself never did much for me and I don’t consider myself a Catholic except by culture.
That’s the prayer wheel. Spinning, spinning, spinning…..
This sculpture is called Salmon Dreams. The bear was my father’s totem and I never miss an opportunity to photograph one. Or a depiction of one. This was at a shopping place called Tlaquepaque that had galleries, shops, restaurants. We had lunch there but I wasn’t interested in paying Sedona prices for the beautiful jewelry or clothes and I don’t feel like I missed out by declining.
Cheese and a 20-year-old port for dessert rounded off dinner another night. Have I told you how lucky I am to be married to such a cool guy? I probably have, but let me tell you again. I have a very cool husband.
And then we went stargazing. Our hotel had an astronomer over to show us the night sky through elaborate telescopes and powerful binoculars. He was very knowledgeable. And super-looney tunes. It was so much fun!
And did you want to hear what Oak Creek sounds like?
Close your eyes, breathe in….and out….ahhhh…..
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