The Start of my Journey
It’s been three weeks since I’ve departed for my journey, and I’ve still yet (until now) have sat down to write a single article on my travels. Guess you can cross me off as a daily blogger, but to be fair it’s so hard to prop yourself up in front of a laptop when you’re too busy exploring and living life! I left Tuesday June 6th at 2:00 in the morning, and more life fulling events have happened in the last 23 days than the entirety of my life leading up to my departure day. Three weeks ago I was packing up my things in my home in Orlando Florida. Today I am sitting in a new friend’s home on the bay side of San Francisco, staring out the window mean mugging this perpetual fog that hovers over this side of the City. The fog has a name. His name is Karl, and Karl is not my friend. I thought I disliked the hot humid weather in Florida, but I found cold humid weather to be much more unpleasant. Just when I thought that perhaps someday I’d like to move to this city, Karl and high rental prices have convinced me to reconsider.
When We (Me and my travel sister, Aura) left, the angst to try and escape the pouring rain that occurs every summer in Florida is what motivated us to drive as far out west as we possibly could, only making a few pit stops in between (Little did we know the rain would follow us all the way to New Mexico). We made two pit stops on our first day in very two important locations to me. Two homes that I lived in for a time when I was a young child that I not only remember, but are located here in the United States. One located in Daphne Alabama, the other in Natchitoches Louisiana. All those childhood memories, being able to show Aura some of the places I grew up in, there was something healing about it.
I think I really needed to briefly remanence on my childhood before I set off on this journey. It seems the entire drive making our way out west was spent discussing and purging things from our past. From former friendships and romantic interest, the shift in energy caused us to purge things that no longer served us. A new chapter of our life was beginning, and it was time to leave the old behind. The closer I got to the west, the more at ease I felt. I am still not entirely sure what inside me has called me out here, but at the time I knew that is where I needed to go and without questioning it, I went.
By that Thursday, June 8th, in the middle of the night we made it right outside our first Destination, Sedona Arizona. Aura was still asleep, so she was unaware that we had arrived. I parked right in front of a scenic view so that she could wake up to a gorgeous surprise. Once we were both awake and functioning we did not hesitate to make our way into the town. The scene was beautiful and the desert is very different from our home in Orlando. You can feel the rise in energy as you enter Sedona, and if you aren’t careful it can certainly sweep you away. Sedona is like a vortex and you almost feel as though you’ve walked through a worm hole and have entered another planet. During the day we took wonderful photos and explored the town. Stopping into crystal and jewelry shops where we saw a lot of handmade jewelry by Native Americans. In the middle of town I began to hear the sound of a wooden flute that was so beautiful it nearly brought me to tears. Native American culture is imbedded in Sedona. Perhaps mostly as a tourist attraction, but you can feel deep rooted Native American energy throughout the entire state of Arizona. Sedona just happens to be an extremely high energy location, which attracts spiritualist such as myself all over. After spending the night connecting with some of the locals at a Karaoke bar, we decided due to some circumstances that it would be best to head out the next day. The people we met were beautiful individuals where the conversations were very deep and enlightening, so it was sad to depart much sooner than we had anticipated. But I have a feeling I will find myself in Sedona once again, mostly because there are springs I’ve yet to explore there! It was so beautiful in Sedona, but the energy was intense. The next day I found myself being called elsewhere, The Grand Canyon, and it was a call I could not ignore. Which is what I will be sharing with you all in my next post, so stay tuned! I have a lot to catch you all up on and this is only the introduction.