What’s With Sedona

 

Written By: Gary Wonning

An excerpt from my book: A Journey Towards Enlightenment

I began feeling extremely lightheaded, I seem to be leaving my body, and although we had eaten a full breakfast before we left Phoenix barely two hours earlier, I am starved. I need to pull off the road, not entirely conscious, I feel I need to get a photo of this strange rock, this one they call Bell Rock.

Getting back in the car, auntie suggested I eat something, wrong thing to say. I consumed the bananas, apples, and the large jar of Planters Peanuts, and drank most of the tea. She’s looking at me like I’m weird or something.

As we drove past Bell Rock, I suddenly felt the need to take more photos, I had never seen or experienced anything like this before. Parking by the side of the road, I walked back up the hill for a better vantage point. I felt as though my body was separating at the knees and very wobbly and not totally conscious. The only place I could feel my body was at the knees and they hurt, it was as if the only part of my body that was still connected to the earth was from the knees down.

photo of bell rock

Snowy Bell Rock

Never leaving sight of the car, I looked up through the camera at the rock, I saw large sparks coming from the top of Bell Rock, looking upward, I focused and took several photographs.

As I walked back at the car, it seemed as my body was returning to some normalcy, however, I was still extremely disoriented. Emma exclaimed that she was getting worried since I had disappeared from sight to my recollection, I had never left her line of vision. This is just too weird.

The strange sensations continued all the time we were in Sedona but did subside some as I left the general area of Bell Rock. I appeared to be fine physically and was driving safely,(according to Emma) and alertly, however, everything else seemed out of whack. Lunch time arrived and in spite of eating practically everything in the car, I was still hungry.

The Coffee Pot restaurant was the place to eat in West Sedona, finding a seat in the busy restaurant we both ordered a plate lunch. I consumed all of mine and half of my aunt’s, what the H#$% is going on?

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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