Supported All the Way to Sedona

Leaving California behind, after I picked up my car rental, where I

was gifted 50% of off the cost of insurance (yes!), I began diving out

of San Diego on interstate 99. An older man driving an escalade type

vehicle was running parallel to me on the HWY and we made eye contact,

smiled and gave me the thumbs up sign as he pointed to the exit I was

supposed to take. No, I did not know him, but I knew it was the Spirit

of my Guardian Angel, my brother, encouraging me on my path. (Read My Soul)

 

I stopped at the Best Buy on the way out of town, to buy a camera, a

tool for making memories, in case I one day forgot the magic that was

sure to take place on this journey. There I met Denis, which is

the name of my brother and also the name of my Dad, who was very

helpful in helping me buy everything I need, in the cheapest way

possible, to create these memories of magic I was manifesting.

 

It just so happened that Denis too was a student of sacred

geometry. He was familiar with Drunvalo, his wife Claudette and their

teachings and he was very intrigued at this journey I was under taking

to study with them. We share for a bit and then off I was to drive 7

hours to Sedona.The photo attached to this entry was taken by said

memory maker, purchased at Best Buy, upon my arrival to the Sedona Ceative Life Centre

where I was about to embark on three days of imagery and conscious

dreaming with two of the most recognized teachers in the world….

 

I stopped to fill my car with gas about 40 minutes outside of Sedona,

and realized I was pretty tired, so I decided to sleep in my car,

outside a Days Inn, which was next to a Starbucks, that had a Tourist

Info Center right next to that; all of the things I knew I knew I would

need first thing in the morning before taking that last leg of the drive

into the vortex where I planned on taking an early morning yoga class

to start my 1^st day in Sedona properly.

 

It was in that tourist info center, with my morning coffee that I found, Denis,

the very helpful tourist guide who gave me a great orientation to

everything Sedona and shared with me before I left: “I have a daughter

just like you, she travels the world without a plan and just loves it,

everything always works out for her”. I was reminded of my Dad who tells

me every time I speak to him on the phone about how he tells the many

people who step into his Taxi about his daughter who has already seen

more of the world then he will ever see in his lifetime.

 

Finally, if you remember from Finding the Flow, I

am staying at the cottage of a friend of a friend who knew a girl that

just happens to be out of town the exact days that I am in Sedona and

has graciously opened up her home to me. I arrive there to find the most

adorable place, you cannot even imagine, and I greet the couple who

lives in the main house that the cottage is attached to, Judy and her

husband Denis, welcome me with open arms. And I know I am in the right place.

 

(**Dear Dad, Please know how much I love you and because you loved me

I am able to do what I do and I take you with me everywhere I go. And

to my brother, Denis, my Guardian Angel, thank you for never leaving my

side all these years **)