Thunder Mountain
I go just beyond the Amitabha Stupa Peace Park to find a network of hiking trails. I have no set path to follow, only the knowledge that I need to keep my head clear, and want the morning air and the brisk exercise to help me avoid a cerebral ball of confusion.
The temperature is only fifty or so degrees, but it doesn’t feel chilly at all. I hike along the Thunder Mountain trail and let the power of the Sedona vortex work its magic on me.
It will happen if you just have a little faith, and maybe a crystal or two close to your body.
The towering Red Rocks watch over me as I scramble along in the dirt. I’ve never been more in love with this place.
It’s the start of a beautiful relationship.
