More Vortex Lessons

The Airport Vortex is where the energy affected me the strongest on my recent trip to Sedona.

Everything started off as planned. I was thrilled that the hike sloped downward and the steps weren’t too difficult. I felt waves of gratitude that I wouldn’t have to climb up them. This was a loop route. Long, but a loop.

One of the rules established from day one of hiking was that breaks were good. We took breaks often to recover and press on. One of these breaks was at a spot overlooking Sedona and the rocks as far as the eye could see. I noticed it looked like people sat above us on a rock formation to our right. I wondered if that could be the vortex and strolled over to read some signage before the climb. I didn’t see anything about the vortex.

Whoosh!

I was hit by sudden dizziness. Out of the blue. It only lasted for a moment, yet it shook my confidence. Was this the energy effect again? Why did I seem to experience these unsettling feelings rather than the euphoric tingling and wellness others had described? Hmmph. Seemed typical for me. I sat down at the overlook and nonchalantly got out my Gatorade.

Karil was ready to move on. We’ve been friends since 4th grade. I was not quite recovered and had to tell her I felt momentarily dizzy. I wondered if it was energetic. We chatted a bit with other hikers and learned the summit to the vortex was where we thought it might be. I was sure I could make it.

Off we went.

It was a short, steep climb. Ropes were secured to the sides to define a safe route. They came in handy to hold as you climbed. The last twenty feet or so consisted of one of those one way fairly narrow ascents. I announced I was lying down when I got to the top.

And so I did.

There I stayed. Opening my heart to the energy. Recharging my soul.

I recited my affirmations and prayed. My heart rate lowered 25-30 points. It felt good. No big whoosh of energy. I felt perfectly healthy on the summit. Fully alive.

Alas, all good things must come to an end. We decided we were ready to head back to the car which meant we had to climb up those rock steps I earlier had been so erroneously grateful to not have to climb up. Two breaks were taken quickly. Because of me. On the second one, I desperately looked for someplace to sit. I felt nauseous. I was on the edge of spontaneously sobbing. Energy worked viciously through me. Out with the bad, in with the good.

Backtrack to earlier in the week. Karil had shared a decision she may make where she was worried how she might be affected by someone’s reaction.

Backtrack farther. My fitness coach has often asked me a simple question when things get too hard for me. She asks, “So what?” So what if I can’t run like I want? So what if I can’t lift as much as I have before? So what if I’m not exactly where I want to be? The question all comes down to the narrative I tell myself (I’ve failed. I’m not good enough. I’m a wimp.) versus what it really means (I’m dealing with effects from cancer treatments. It isn’t a defining event. I can do many other things.).

I gave Karil a “So what?” scenario for her situation earlier in the week. It stayed on her mind.

She chose this moment to throw the question back to me.

So what if I couldn’t make it back to the car?

I could go back down to the bottom of the trail where there were a couple of prized parking spots off the road. She’d finish the climb and pick me up on her way down the road.

Ugh. I wanted to make it up the trail. It’s what I planned to do. Goals are to be met. Nothing else is acceptable. I’m a wimp if I can’t do it. That’s the narrative that ran through my mind. What did it really mean? Nothing. Completing the path up was not mandatory. I had another choice.

I told her I would take her offer.

Down I went. In minutes I was sitting in the shade depleting all my fluids I brought with me. Hydrating was a major priority on this vacation. I couldn’t get enough to drink for the rest of the day.

Part of me still wanted to make it back to the car. As close to losing it as I was, I recognized this was a teaching opportunity where I could lead by example. The teacher in me continues to live. It was also an excellent opportunity for me to practice what I preach.

Obviously, I need to be more careful what I preach.

Some people apparently listen.

For about two hours after this, my left eye burned, and my left nostril couldn’t stop dripping. My left side just felt watery. I took two recovery naps that afternoon. And I kept hydrating. Then all was well again. It was a strange reaction that I can’t attribute to anything. Oddly, it was my right side that felt a pulling a few days earlier on the Boynton Canyon hike.

Lessons from the Airport Vortex affirmed the following:

  1. I’m not in as good as shape as I wanted, but I still showed up. I will always do my best to show up.
  2. Although I didn’t take a poll at the vortex, the chances are pretty darn good I was the only one climbing that day with active cancer. That isn’t a small feat. It takes determination, a strong stubborn disposition, and stupidity. Forget that last thing. I’m proud of what I accomplish.
  3. The narrative I tell myself and what is really true is a work in progress for me.
  4. Energy doesn’t have to be understood to have an effect.
  5. I am infinitesimally small compared to the vast grandeur around me, but I am connected to that grandeur. We all are.

Epic vacations don’t come along often. The location, the scenery, and the hiking made this vacation unlike any other I’ve taken. It may sound like it was a lot of physical exertion. I would call it an active vacation. Nature is where I feel happy. It was in the 90s most afternoons. We hiked early in the morning. It still got warm, but Arizona’s dry heat feels cooler than Wisconsin’s humidity. Experiencing all of this with metastatic breast cancer makes it all the more special for me. Life is good.

Hiking and Healing in Sedona

Sedona is a place of wonder and striking beauty. I took my first vacation in almost two years there at the beginning of summer. My intentions were to hike and experience the vortex healing that has made the area famous.

The Sedona vortexes are described as swirling centers of energy where the earth seems more alive with energy. Juniper trees grow with twisting trunks as a result of said energy. These vortexes are believed by many to support healing and cleanse negative energies from the body. People go there for mediation, self-reflection, and of course – healing.

Some just enjoy the hikes. There reportedly are around 135 different hikes one can take. I did four; two will be shared here.

Hike #1: Boynton Canyon

I walk and hike at home but found myself thinking my first “easy” Sedona hike as pretty darn hard. Most of it was manageable until the path began to climb upward toward the red rocks of Boynton Canyon. The step-ups were high, comparable to two or three steps on a staircase. The rocks themselves were uneven. My eyes were constantly scanning for an easier path. I used my hands on the rocks to help steady myself as I climbed. I sat on my butt a few times to boost myself up. My balance was alarming. I swayed when standing still. My knees were wobblier than a broken wheel on a bicycle. As I hiked, I oddly felt a strong pull to my right. A quick way down was to my right. Could this be the vortex? Elevation? Just poor balance on my part?

I called my hike done when I made my usual grunts of groans of exasperation. These are one of my signs that I need to stop doing what I’m doing. My friend finished climbing to where we decided we’d stop to meditate. I perched upon a giant rock and drank some water. I quickly switched to my Gatorade for something stronger. It usually perks me up and it did its job. After a brief rest, I too finished the climb.

I found another rock for a good rest. I looked out over the canyon and then to my right where the rocks tried to touch the sky. After a bit, I closed my eyes. Focused on my breath. Waited for something. Guidance. A sense of that universal energy. Nothing happened. I chose to focus on words that struck me as significant in that moment – balance and healing. Over and over, my mind slowly repeated these words. Something happened. My heart felt a slow warmth taking over inside. I felt a smile spread across my face and just basked in the feeling. Connection to something bigger than myself is an extraordinary feeling.

The return route was easier even though I still lowered myself down a few of those big steps on my butt.

Hike #2: Oak Creek

Oak Creek was the next day’s hike. It is mainly flat (yay) and shaded (double yay). The creek burbles along the base of Cathedral Rock. Cathedral rock has a portion that is described as a near vertical climb. We agreed we didn’t need this experience. The vortex was supposedly strongest at the end of the trail.

The sound of the creek refreshed me. Never would I have guessed Arizona could remind me of home. I felt like I was walking in parts of Pheasant Branch. The water was deeper here and flowed faster. After a good walk, we each settled into our own areas to meditate. It was deeply peaceful, but I didn’t experience any sense of a strong energy.

This trail required we retrace our steps to get back to our starting point. Halfway back, I began to experience a sharp pain on my right side where my liver is located. Hello cancer. Or hello energy? Somewhere I had read that you might feel discomfort of old injuries as healing worked. The pain vanished in a couple of minutes.

Then there was the snake. A beautiful nonvenomous snake stretched its full length (4 feet or so) as it crossed in front of us. If I see snakes back home in Pheasant Branch, they are small little things that you could easily step on before seeing them. Not this snake. I could have wrapped it around my waist and tied it like a belt. I was cautiously mesmerized by this friend. I learned snakes are symbols of transformation and healing. There’s a snake curled around a rod often seen in medical settings. It is associated with Asklepios, known as the ancient mythical god of medicine.

Was it a coincidence that I felt pain on this hike?

Was it a coincidence that shortly thereafter I saw a snake?

Was it healing?

I don’t believe in coincidences.

Time will tell. Time won’t tell if healing is attributed to the energy of the vortexes, my current cancer drug, or both.

Do I feel healed?

Yes. I felt GOOD in Sedona! Remarkably and unbelievably well. Many factors contribute to healing. I feel healed. And I’m going to hold tightly to that feeling.

Always.