Red Rocks

Well, it’s true. Sedona, Arizona is jaw-droppingly cool. Today, the four of us took a leisurely hike on a path through a part of the country that everyone ought to see. Really.

We kept saying, “There is no bad vista here. Turn around three hundred and sixty degrees and it’s awesome in every direction.”

After about three hours, I was overwhelmed with grandeur.

I’ve hiked a bit in the northeast and what distinguishes this area is the way the mountains rule. In the White Mountains of New Hampshire or New York’s Adirondacks, it’s the trees that dominate (IMHO), until one reaches a summit. Here, the low density of trees and plants, though beautiful, play a supporting role. From the moment one steps into the path, its vista after vista. I think that’s what was so overwhelming for this northeastern guy. I literally wished the hike was over after a few hours.

Don’t get me wrong, I love being outside. But too much of a great thing can be too much for me. Honestly, I was tired after traveling from NY and I’m unaccustomed to spending a lot of time in a group of people – any people. It takes me a while to adjust to a new social dynamic.

One of my favorite parts was filming Beth doing some yoga among the cliffs. That allowed me to focus on something smaller for a bit or, at least, gave me a break from visual overload.


Part of taking a vacation, for me, is gradually letting go of life back home. Typically, I need 4 days for that to happen, so that I can downshift into an enjoyable lightness.

So, stay tuned. I’m looking forward to the moment when I can release any accumulated tension and fill up on what’s here instead. .

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