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I was told by one of the neighbors in Yavapai, a lovely and friendly swedish lady, before my visit up to Sedona, that there is something about it. She said you don't feel the same when you're there. I was intrigued, excited and wanted to experience what that feeling was about.
We set off early the next day as it is a bit of a drive from Yavapai. Anthony and Sandy are excellent tour guides so my eyes were mostly on either side of the road admiring the landscape while I listened and learned about the places we passed by. I heard, "we're on Route 66" and the name sounded familiar. I remember having a pair of Route 66 jeans when I was younger. I'm on Route 66!
Driving up to Sedona and looking around, it felt like you were in a place outside of the US, serene, except for tourists. Honestly I think the people living there may not like their space invaded daily by strangers.
We passed by Tlaquepaque Arts & Crafts Village on our way up but decided we would stop there on our way back down. " How Sweet It Is." As we got closer, seeing those red rocks that looked like they were skilfully sculptured all around, I began to feel like there was a presence. We found parking and got out of the car and for me that feeling grew stronger. We finally got up to the top. Definitely something spiritual was happening, as if God Himself is there. A mixture of emotions came over me. I was excited, I was in awe, I was a bit scared as if something major was about to happen. I looked around captivated by the enormous rocks, mountains of them!
You cannot help but think of your maker while visiting Sedona and isn't it fitting that a church sits right at the top. The Chapel Of The Holy Cross is built into the rocks. I get the feeling that whoever got the idea to build it there was probably spiritually led to do so. We went into the chapel and I felt the same feeling as I did on the outside, God's presence.
