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Sleeping Rainbows
Yesterday was a really special day of exploring the Petrified Forest Trail, but my favorite was the Trail of Sleeping Rainbows, which is an extension loop to the first trail. You must do this extra loop if you visit, as this is where you’ll find the most concentration of these rainbow beauties greeting and guiding you along the way.
It was like walking on the rainbow wood road…instead of the yellow brick road.
There were incredible specimens of stunning petrified wood everywhere – 5 1/2 million tons of fossilized wood to be near exact.
They are over 135 million years old – that’s pretty ancient. đŸ˜‰
The trail is lovely taking you first through an area of balanced rocks, desert varnish rocks, Roundleaf Buffalo Berry shrubs, beautiful multi-colored lichen on rocks (blues, yellows, greens..), a pygmy forest, views of the town of Escalante and Wide Hollow Reservoir, black volcanic boulders and of course tons of beautiful and ancient petrified wood.
One of the nature trail markers speaks of the “Land of Imagination” when you come to the largest single deposit of petrified wood along the trail.
The guide pamphlet says:
“Imagine yourself in a large low floodplain similar to the Mississippi Delta area but with less foliage. To the northwest you could see towering volcanoes such as Mount St. Helens. To the east would be a large mountain range similar to the Sierra Nevada. It is the ancestral Rockies. You would be surrounded by large conifer trees, some more than 200 feet high. Nearby would be cycads, the ancestors of palm trees and some ferns. One hundred fifty million years ago this region was near the equator, but our continent has since drifted north.”
And of course dinosaurs would have been roaming the land.
Simply amazing to be in these ancient areas and to see the petrified wood of the towering trees that once stood here. You can tell they were huge by the size of the stumps, trunks, and branches remaining…like nothing that exists in this area now.
I’d never seen petrified wood like this before with so much brilliancy in color. It was truly stunning and mystical.
At the end of the trail you come to “one of the most remarkable petrified wood specimens in the park.” It shows “the subtle color changes from the outside rings to the center, which only a few petrified wood specimens in this formation are sufficiently preserved to be recognized.”
So just how does the petrified wood form?
Here is a brief explanation of the evolution of petrified wood that Scott, the Escalante Rock Shop guy provided me with my beautiful little specimen:
“Over 135 million years ago, the Grand Staircase Escalante National Monument was closer to the equator and tropical. Dinosaurs roamed the area and the plant life mostly consisted of cycads, ferns, and conifers. The earth was geologically unstable. Floods and erosion would uproot trees and plants depositing them in flood plains and along sand bars. Later, volcanic ash covered the area.
In order for the trees to petrify, they had to be buried quickly with mud and silt to eliminate oxygen, which would cause them to deteriorate. Ground water rich in silicon dioxide and other chemicals would saturate the buried trees. The reds, browns, and yellows result primarily from compounds of iron, while manganese and other minerals account for the purples and dark blues.
Through a mineralization process on the cellular level, and by silicon dioxide acting as a cementing agent, the wood became petrified. This process takes millions of years!
This area lies within the Colorado Plateau, which has been uplifting for about 40 million years. These upheavals of the earth’s crust break the logs into irregular sections and exposes them to the forces of erosion. After being exposed the logs are further cracked and broken by the effects of freezing and thawing water that seeps into the cracks.”
I fell in love with all of these ancient spirits and was just in awe of the amazing colors and energy, as I stroked my hand over their surfaces.
We had gotten our first rain just about an hour before we headed out on this hike, which made the trail perfect, as there was just enough water that didn’t make it challenging to do the hike, but drenched the petrified wood bringing out the colors with wonderful vibrancy.
It sprinkled on and off while we hiked the rainbow wonderland and we were even greeted by a group of deer that surprised us, just as we had turned onto the Trail of Sleeping Rainbows….coincidence?
These deer frolicked right across our path and around us….I was so taken by their graceful leaps and could see why flying reindeer are part of Santa’s story as we know it. They literally looked like they were flying, as they barely touched the ground with each leap and then floated along their way.
It all happened too fast to capture any photos or video, so I just took it all in and took a few photos of a couple of them peeking back from in the distance after they flew through.
I so loved it.
And here and there you’d see piles of the petrified wood placed like cairns along the way from other hikers over time.
And upon completing the magickal trail, we headed to the Escalante Rock Shop, just below the park where IÂ ended up finding the perfect small piece I was hoping to find.
I kept telling Dave that I wanted a rainbow piece of petrified wood to bring home and that is exactly what I discovered at the shop….and it was the only rainbow piece there, as the others were mono-colored mostly or had a couple of colors at most, or more in the browns.
Mine is delicately shaped like a long fern leaf, which I love too.
We only had five minutes to explore, as we needed to get back for Dave’s work, but it only took me about two minutes to survey everything and this piece was literally one of the first I saw.
We went to go pay for it and the guy gifted it to me for $1 because we didn’t have the right change.
We pulled out a twenty and a one, and because he had no change on hand, he said, “it’s your lucky day…just give me the one dollar bill and we’re good.”
That was very sweet of him and I was feeling the faeries and ancient ones shining upon me.
However, Dave found change in the car after we got back to it and before we drove away, he decided to bring it to him just because and to make sure of clearing any potential karma.
There are stories about the petrified wood here.
You are not allowed to collect or take any specimens from the trail. You can only purchase what is offered from the rock guy that he purchases through the park. Anasazi and Fremont Indians gathered petrified wood here to use for tools.
Some believe in an ancient curse on the area and whether this is true, or the power of guilt and belief have made it so, about a dozen times a year the park receives letters apologizing for taking the petrified wood and in the envelope is the returned piece, asking that their wrongs be made right, as they’ve had nothing but bad luck since taking it.
I took tons of photos of this amazing ancient garden of imagination…a place the dinosaurs once roamed, feeling the perfect piece would be at the rock shop and that knowing was actualized.
It May Not Happen Overnight, but it DOES Happen
Any time someone tells me that they can’t do something, I don’t hear the excuse, but what I do see is their light diminishing a little more with each answer they come up with.
Their life force and spark dimming at the loss of passion flowing through.
Why I don’t hear the excuse is because I don’t believe it.
Anyone whether it has been someone learning how to paint with their toes or mouth because they have no hands, or who has discovered and invented something that ends up helping everyone’s lives that others thought was a crazy idea in the first place, or the single mother who creates a seven-figure at-home business while caring for her children and working part time jobs, the addict who becomes sober and inspires others to do the same while they start over back in college and land an amazing job, the high school drop out that becomes a brilliant entrepreneur and leads others to do the same, the retiree with a love for animals who opens his home to care for the neglected and homeless dogs, the woman told she has three months to live due to cancer and has gone on to live 20 years past that timeline and still going strong, the orphan who makes her way and later opens a home to other girls like her…..
They all do what they do and achieve what they have because they, too, don’t believe in anything others have to say and don’t listen to the roadblocks their sabotaging egos would otherwise have them believe.
When they get frustrated they continue on.
When they cry themselves dry those tears become the force behind their momentum.
When they reach an impasse, they build a bridge.
When a door closes, they knock on another.
When they hit rock bottom, they choose to rise again, and again, and again….
You CAN do the things you want to do and you CAN start doing them today.
Or maybe the way you think it needs to look or be is limiting you and opening to the possibilities can bring in the perfect way.
What lies before you is not a deterrent, but a stepping stone.
Nothing is a sentence…it is all just a message that with shifts and new choices made can be an empowering thing.
And as I mentioned in a previous post a couple of days ago about the pioneering spirit:
Lift yourself up and discover how incredibly more powerful, able, resourceful, resilient, and creative you are than you think.
You don’t need to know how.
The road doesn’t need to be clear.
You simply need to allow your heart to fuel your mind with passion that is food to the creative will.
On Safari in Zebra Slot Canyon
Yesterday we set out on the Hole In The Rock bumpy, gravel, dirt, and hole filled road for 8 miles to our next adventurous destination – Zebra Slot.
It is about an hour hike each way to and from the slot canyon…about an extra 20-30 minutes extra, each way, if you decide to venture off to Tunnel Slot also, although Zebra is the most popular due to its unique pink stripe features.
It’s quite a beautiful hike in, journeying the high desert, through canyons and across washes.
Definitely makes you feel like you’re on an expedition, and the way I felt inspired to dress, along with our destination of “Zebra” Slot, made me feel like we were on safari. đŸ˜‰
(Side note: I’ve found that hiking in dresses is my favorite and freeing thing to do, so I have a couple of favorite ones for the occasion. I also love my hiking sandals, which I try to wear as much as possible unless the weather demands otherwise, as I just can’t stand wearing closed shoes and my sandals not only keep my bare feet touching the dirt, mud, sand, and water, but let my feet breathe and never get blisters. I know I’m quite a spectacle to some hikers we cross along the paths at times, but it doesn’t phase me.)
Although the trails are well marked, when you get to Harris Wash the trails veer off in different directions so it could get a bit confusing. Luckily I had retrieved some descriptions on what to look out for and along with our intuition it all helped veer us direct, although it wasn’t until the crow appeared, cawing and and turning into the direction of the entrance that we knew we must be there.
We also found bones right after the crow led us to the opening that seemed to be creating an arrow pointing into the canyon. Another sign.
And to confirm it all, we then came upon a young guy sitting in the sand with his camera around the bend who said in fact we were pointed the right way.
It was all a bit ominous as we continued finding bones at the entrance of the canyon, the crows kept cawing and we could see and hear them flying above the slot – their wings casting shadows.
They were chattering about something continuously.
We couldn’t make out if perhaps they had a nest up above and there may be babies with them, as I found a pile of twigs that could have been nesting material, inside a corner of the slot.
Or, if they were trying to give us a message.
I then came upon a moth on the rock and right after the moth, a beetle.
A lot of symbolism in this slot and we also found it a bit more challenging than Spooky Slot, although not dark like it. The tight squeezes had drops below them in areas where branches had been laid to help you across.
I had wanted to video our journey in or out of Zebra, but because I needed both hands to assist me through the tight and challenged areas, was unable to.
Luckily, Dave caught some photos of me getting through some parts of the slot, unbeknownst to me, but they give you a little idea  of the maneuvering needed.
There were much harder areas than the ones he captured, but you can see that I hadn’t any hands for holding a camera to video.
At the mouth we came upon two women who said they didn’t go back that far – only until the first branch and turned around.
That’s too bad, we thought, as it wasn’t until after you crossed the branch and ventured into the more challenging and tighter parts that you got to see the real beauty of Zebra and why it got its name…the gorgeous striping begins deeper in and apparently you can go back quite far.
You can see the transition in the photos to where the stripes really start popping in beautiful colors.
We came to the pools of water they mentioned in the guide information I found, which apparently can be ankle to hip deep and you can cross into even more Zebra beauty, but we felt that arriving at the pools was as far as we needed to go, as it just increasingly got much, much harder and we were already incredibly awe struck with how stunning what we had seen was, plus we needed to get back at a certain time for a conference call Dave had scheduled.
After all, our days are balanced with work and play.
At the pools the slots opened to the skies more.
Once again, we had the slot to ourselves, as the women left immediately after we conversed briefly with them, and we got to explore on our own.
It is such a unique and hidden gem out in the middle of nowhere. Much like most things here in Escalante are….it is pure wild territory.
I hope you enjoy the images, as we once again journeyed into the ancient womb energy of Mother Earth.
There is so much unique, raw beauty to discover and we are continually awed at the vast and rich creativity that this planet has birthed from.
Finding Your Way When the Path is Unclear
Yesterday we found ourselves exploring the history of Escalante and the two sites we’d felt drawn to explore ended up giving us a pioneer perspective.
We began by checking out the small museum at the west end of town, which was incredibly interesting.
There we found a replica of one of the small covered wagons the 250 Mormon pioneers used to carry all of their supplies and families on their treacherous six month journey, along with an outdoor walk of replicated images of the journey with information and quotes from the brave souls who forged their own way.
Inside the building the older couple that are caretakers of the museum graciously showed us some of the artifacts found in the area, including a collection of hundreds of different sized and different stone arrowheads that lined the wall like a border and were behind glass cases.
We then watched a short 15 minute film on the journey the pioneers took.
Simply amazing to say the least was the six month San Juan Expedition (which they thought would be six weeks) they embarked on unknowing of the challenges that lied ahead on the 200 miles of some of the most rugged, grueling, and treacherous terrain there is, including a nearly vertical 2000 foot cliff they would descend.
“The rough and broken country is characterized by sheer walled cliffs, mesas, hills, washes, slickrock, cedar forests, and sand.”
Which today still remains greatly untouched except by natural erosion, since the area has been preserved in an effort to keep it in its natural state as much as possible. This makes the land here quite unique in energy, as it is raw wilderness, giving you a feel for how things once were. This is also why they leave trails greatly unmarked, sometimes only with a trailhead and other times, only known by their miles in distance.
But with determination and belief they forged ahead and the men went about for six weeks building a steep, rough 2000 foot/mile long road in the only somewhat passable crevice they found in the canyon wall for the 250 men, women, and children settlers, 83 wagons, and 1000 head of livestock, which became known as “Hole in the Rock”.
Here is a quote from one of the women pioneers on the descent down Hole in the Rock:
Elizabeth Morris Decker, in a letter to her parents, wrote a vivid account of the descent to the river: “If you ever come this way it will scare you to death to look down it. It is about a mile from the top down to the river and it is almost straight down, the cliffs on each side are five hundred ft. high and there is just room enough for a wagon to go down. It nearly scared me to death. The first wagon I saw go down they put the brake on and rough locked the hind wheels and had a big rope fastened to the wagon and about ten men holding back on it and then they went down like they would smash everything. I’ll never forget that day. When we was walking down Willie looked back and cried and asked me how we would get back home.”
The story speaks to that determined pioneer spirit that makes all things possible. Every time they met a challenge, they kept finding a way.
What we found extremely synchronous was that the day we were inspired to connect with the incredulous history was yesterday, April 6th, 2016.
We discovered in the short film that after passing through the Hole In The Rock, the pioneers arrived in San Juan County area and settled in Bluff on April 6th, 1880.
Coincidence of it being the exact same day, 136 years later?
Hmmmm….
We keep finding ourselves connecting deeply with ancient and past ties that integrate everything along our own and the collective journey.
After our journey through the past, we set off for the two areas we were drawn to explore: Covered Wagon Natural Bridge and Cedar Wash Arch.
I thought it quite synchronous again that after learning about and seeing the replica of the wagons they used, here we were heading out to a natural bridge that carries the name “Covered Wagon”. All chosen ahead of our historical exploration.
Both of the sites were on a different road we hadn’t taken yet – Cedar Wash Road, which starts at Center Street that takes you through the farms of the current day inhabitants of this area.
Then you’re in the backcountry on a dirt, rock, bumpy and winding road and the only way to find the trails is to keep track of mileage and pay attention for the things our information from the guide we visited a couple of weeks back had given to us on looking for things like road curves and washes, unmarked pull outs, etc.
Our whole time out here was again on our own, making it feel much more like it once would have been.
First we went to Covered Wagon Natural Bridge, following the wash upstream five minutes or so until you come to the beautiful bridge.
We took turns climbing out on it and journeying under it following the wash to another cool cave-like cut out behind the bridge that created a large half circle carved out by the water.
It was both haunting and nurturing there.
Another Earth womb feeling to experience.
After exploring we headed back on the road another mile or so to find our next discovery.
This one was more challenging in terms of tracking, as there was a quarter of mile to get to the Cedar Wash Arch without anything but directions saying to head southeasterly toward the rim of the canyon, pay attention to landmarks so you can find your way back, follow game or wash trails, and head/look east for the arch in the distance.
Luckily Dave is a good navigator. We like to say we’re a good team because of his skills coupled with me being the treasure finder and energy guide. đŸ˜‰
This was definitely a hike we had to use all of our skills for, luckily not too long of one. Along the way we kept seeing deep mountain lion tracks and some deer tracks that we followed, as we kept following southeast.
Incredibly we came right out at exactly the point we needed to, which we knew we had because someone had put a small cairn on the gray stone cliff we arrived at, indicating we were on track.
A little ways up from there we found the Cedar Wash Arch in the distance, just as the directions said we would.
Being that there was no trail and we were simply making our way in the wilderness, it connected us to the feeling of pioneers, although this was nothing like the wild journey the original pioneers were on, in some small way we were tapping into our inner determination and guidance too and the directions we had were like receiving back information from the scouts that were sent ahead for the pioneers.
We followed our tracks back and arrived directly to our car, again without any veering off.
And on our way back to town on the winding, rough road Jack Rabbit ran across our path just as I was speaking about Joy and Cosmo to Dave.
We stopped the car to watch him, as he connected for a bit and then ran off out of sight with speed, agility, and a little playful frolic.
Such a wonderful ending to our day.
The whole experience made me reflect on how we all at times will feel the path is unclear and have to forge ahead with only our instincts and will guiding us on.
There is nothing like the determined spirit that doesn’t allow fear to overcome it, but instead turns that fear into a formidable force of courage and strength that turns anything into the “possible”.
You may not know what lies ahead, but there’s an inner drive within you, a yearning, a passion, freedom, excitement, knowing, that encourages and urges you on.
I saw a quote in the museum that said something like “When met with a challenge you don’t find a way out, you find a way.”
I also love this one by Jim Rohn, “If you really want to do something, you’ll find a way. If you don’t, you’ll find an excuse.”
Let your pioneering spirit and heart pave the way to your soul’s dreams.
You are incredibly more powerful, able, resourceful, resilient, and creative than you think.
You don’t need to know how.
The road doesn’t need to be clear.
You simply need to allow your heart to fuel your mind with passion that is food to the creative will.
Releasing the Crimson Dragon
To recap my last post for better understanding of how this sound channeling came to be, we were exploring the Dinosaur tracks yesterday and after doing a tuning in and receiving of the energy, I then encountered the Crimson Dragon.
I took my shoes off to feel the ground on my bare feet, as the dinosaurs would have, and laid back with my head to the ground and my hands palms down to the ground.
I received what ever wanted to come through…after a couple of minutes of some sporadic visions, I then saw what felt to be a Crimson Dragon behind some rocks and trapped – only parts of his head were visible to me.
He peered through a small opening at me with his golden eyes with black slits in the center.
He was huge. I wondered at first if it could have been a Dinosaur, but no, that is not what I was getting….it was a Dragon. He was unable to release himself from this prison and here I was coming to his assistance.
I approached him delicately and investigated his intentions and nature. He was indeed fierce, but with a gentle heart – easily misjudged and feared by others, but without malicious intent. Perhaps this being why he’d been trapped, or that someone did not want his powers used with the good intent they were meant for.
He then squeezed one of his front clawed arms through the crack and pointed to my right. I felt he was directing me.
I knew then that my thought about doing sound channeling would come to be, as it would be sound that would help release him, help to direct energy that would open a door. And likely would also help release any other trapped energies or help realign things.
I opened my eyes and Dave was done too. He started making his way back down.
I took my time. I got up and realized that we had been sitting right in front of some amazing footprints. Oddly, when I first sat down I had surveyed and didn’t see any, thinking that’s interesting we found an area that was clear.
But in actuality there were quite a few, unless I was only now able to see them. One in particular seeming very much like could have been a Dragon’s.
I started walking to the right, which also happens to be the way out.
And stopped at a certain point just instinctively. I caught the last glimpse of Dave’s head disappear down the rocks and on his way to the car.
I got that this was where and when to begin.
I decided to video it, as it felt like it would be very different. And it was.
I wasn’t sure, at first, that I would share it, as it has a different energy, but I feel it is a very important expression of energy to share for complete understanding of the totality and power of all expressions of All That Is.
It shares the haunting and powerful ability of sound to direct flow and create portals that can sound both at times beautiful and ugly.
Afterall, all things ride that fine line of both, as that is Oneness.
The sound that came through reminded me of keening that is like a mourning and wailing that the Celts do. Something I’m quite familiar with and did myself when Nestor transitioned.
It can be guttural and sound like a release of pain and moaning.
I felt this to be both my channeling the Dragon’s energy directly and the key to unlock the door to free him.
It was very intimately moving and deep, which was another reason I wasn’t sure if I’d share, but decided it important to reveal this type of sound and energy expression, as we are here to work both the shadow and light and to walk all worlds with empowerment.
After all, if I had feared the Dragon, as others may have in the past or tried to abuse his powers, I would not have come to know his gift.
His gift was a sweet release that also provided a deep deep healing for me, as after I finished channeling the sound I was a bit shaky and felt like I’d moved a huge amount of energy (Kundalini) through me that cleansed and released parts of myself along with him.
I love the rawness of the video, the sound, and even me in a different state than people see me as, and it was the first time I started moving in one.
I began with my eyes closed and then drawn to open them and start walking…perhaps the intensity of energy needed to be moved through or I was being led to where the Dragon pointed.
The video is very emotional and intense for me to watch and in the end you can see there is like an awakening breath after the movement of energy has completed through me.
It’s as if I take a breath of freeing life for the first time and emerge from the dream walking between worlds in which this song, this Dragon’s story, and the key frequency to open the portal came from.
And when I saw it for the first time was then taken back immediately at how my Dragon tattoo shows up so clearly in this one and I didn’t even realize that at the time – talk about divine perfection.
It was amazing to be on the rocks there alone with this energy, as Dave was back at the car. I slowly made my way to him, climbing down and following the path of his footsteps.
I felt my work here was complete and we made our way to Devil’s Garden.
Dinosaurs, Dragons & Devil’s Garden ~ Tracing Ancient Steps & Opening Doorways
Yesterday was a really unique and mystical day, as we explored two sites in Escalante. The first was the Twentymile Dinosaur Tracksite and the second was Devil’s Garden.
Both so unique from things we’ve seen, but the Dinosaur tracks were incredible.
We drove out to this remote area and found ourselves the only people there, which made it ever-more special.
I’d talked to a guide a couple of weeks back where we’d collected info from him on hikes we may want to do in the area. I was immediately drawn to the Dinosaur Tracksite, knowing I had to go there and so I waited an extra ten minutes to talk to him, as he got busy with other people.
He said we would find the tracks all over the site, but that it depends on the angle of the sun to reveal them. Once you see them, they will pop out all over, which they did, and will appear as if they walked right off the cliff.
He gave us an info sheet on the site, which I’d like share here for background:
“Over 800 dinosaur footprints are preserved in the upper part of the Entrada Sandstone. The main 2-meter-thick track-bearing horizon crops out at the top of a 400-meter-long east/west trending bench, exposing tracks and trackways from multiple levels. Track preservation occurs as darker sediment infillings and as alternating light and dark underprinted sand laminations. Both three-toed tracks of carnivorous therepod dinosaurs and a unique sauropod (herbivorous) track are present.
This area was quite different 170 million years ago during the Middle Jurassic, when these dinosaurs walked here. Utah was located on the western edge of a giant supercontinent known as Pangaea (all lands) that was in the early phases of breaking apart into smaller continents. A long, narrow seaway stretched into this area from present day western Canada, down through Montana, Idaho, and Wyoming, not quite making it to Arizona. Vast coastal sand dunes (Entrada Formation) bordered the southern edge of this seaway, as the climate then was quite hot and dry. As the coastline moved inland and retreated, dry sand environments gave way to seasonally wet streams and tidal flats. These wet environments were perfect for recording the steps of these giants, the only evidence we now have that they ever existed here at the time.”
The energy here was powerful. We spent a couple of hours exploring the gray rocks and finding all of the tracks we possibly could – and they were EVERYWHERE!
It was absolutely incredible to be walking where once these giants did. I’ve seen so many prehistoric specimens of dinosaurs – bones, tracks, etc. – at museums and behind cases or secure areas.
But to walk in the footsteps of these creatures and be able to see and feel from their vantage point was quite a gift.
And being that no one was here, we had the whole sacred site to ourselves.
We explored both together and apart, being drawn where each was meant to go.
At one point I’d found some of the sauropod tracks and was really connecting and a huge wind swept up blowing sandstone all over my back and actually swept me up off my feet falling onto the tracks. Powerful stuff!
It may be hard to see in the photos due to lighting (I had a hard time photographing because it was so bright and wasn’t sure what I was aiming at – so shot and hoped), but the tracks were so distinct and in some cases quite deep. You could see the heel imprint and three toes with the therepods and the whole footprint with the sauropods.
You could see their strides and how they walked…we could track one footstep to the next in the case of the two-legged therepods, which were huge! And the four-legged sauropods would move with smaller strides and you could see all four footprints. Just beautiful.
And there were such a variety of different types within each group of dinosaur. You could see smaller to quite large ones. They would have been such an impressive sight.
I was completely consumed with what felt like such a treasure hunt in finding these ancient footprints, feeling the impressions gently, as you don’t want to rub away any sand or disturb these tracks, in order to continue their preservation.
It was amazing, to say the least.
I had wondered as we drove up, if I would be doing sound channeling here and that became clear after we stopped to just be with the energy.
We sat at the edge of one of the bench levels of the gray rock to meditate or simply receive. I took my shoes off to feel the ground on my bare feet, as the dinosaurs would have, and laid back with my head to the ground and my hands palms down to the ground.
I received what ever wanted to come through…after a couple of minutes of some sporadic visions, I then saw what felt to be a Crimson Dragon behind some rocks and trapped.
He peered through a small opening at me with his golden eyes with black slits in the center.
He was huge. I wondered at first if it could have been a Dinosaur, but no, that is not what I was getting….it was a Dragon. He was unable to release himself from this prison and here I was coming to his assistance.
I approached him delicately and investigated his intentions and nature. He was indeed fierce, but with a gentle heart – easily misjudged and feared by others, but without malicious intent.
He then squeezed one of his front clawed arms through the crack and pointed to my right. I felt he was directing me.
I knew then that my thought about doing sound channeling would come to be, as it would be sound that would help release him, help to direct energy that would open a door. And likely would also help release any other trapped energies or help realign things.
I opened my eyes and Dave was done too. He started making his way back down.
I took my time. I got up and realized that we had been sitting right in front of some amazing footprints. Oddly, when I first sat down I had surveyed and didn’t see any, thinking that’s interesting we found an area that was clear.
But in actuality there were quite a few, unless I was only now able to see them. One in particular seeming very much like could have been a Dragon’s.
I started walking to the right, which also happens to be the way out.
And stopped at a certain point just instinctively. I caught the last glimpse of Dave’s head disappear down the rocks and on his way to the car.
I got that this was where and when to begin.
I decided to video it, as it felt like it would be very different. And it was.
I will share the video separately in another post. I wasn’t sure, at first, that I would share it, as it has a very different energy, but I feel it is a very important expression of energy to share.
More on that in my next post, along with the video.
It was amazing to be on the rocks there alone with this energy I was channeling and feeling all around and within me, as Dave was back at the car.
I slowly made my way to him, climbing down and following the path of his footsteps.
I felt my work here was complete and we made our way to Devil’s Garden.
Devil’s Garden was a beautiful site that is just as it sounds….it is a garden of rock formations you can meander through and explore.
Very unique formations too.
You wander through oddly shaped hoodoos and find several arches, including Metate Arch.
There were two hoodoos that immediately felt to me like Egyptian God statues. Having a strong connection to my Egyptian parts and knowing that Egypt, in this life, was where I opened my sound healing for the first time, felt like a full circle experience.
So I had Dave snap a couple of shots of me with these two figures.
And the wind picked up. I seem to have a thing with wind these days.
I hope you enjoy the images shared. It was truly a powerful experience all around.
A Walk Along the River
Yesterday we enjoyed a late evening hike, getting out at 5:30 pm to explore the river a bit on a trail to Escalante Natural Bridge. Since it stays light until nearly 8 pm, we have all day to adventure about when feeling called.
Our timing was met by complete solitude on this four mile round trip hike that was simply beautiful and serene, taking us across the river to our destination of the stunning and natural carving of Mother Earth.
On this hike you get to cross Escalante River four times, which made it not only fun, but cleansing and invigorating.
Here’s another fun, short video of the river experience.
The river is home to otters and although we didn’t see any, the running water created a beautiful flow to the energy we experienced here.
The timing of day also created a mystical feel with the sun behind some clouds, peaking through only when we arrived at the bridge in welcome and when we left the bridge in farewell.
A lovely hike worth doing if you’re in the area and quite moderate, only challenged by hiking in deep sand. There are walking sticks left at the banks to help you in crossing too.
We are discovering more and more how remote and more untouched Escalante is, creating a feel of rugged wilderness that is deeply healing.
Channeling the Ancient & Womb Earth Energies
As mentioned in my last post, when I was prompted to turn back and let Dave explore Peek-A-Boo Slot on his own, I was led to my own inner exploration.
I realized why this was, as I was being called from within for something else that needed to take place here, which I discovered once he was well on his way deeper inside the slot canyon and I returned back, grounded at the entrance.
I instantly received the message as to what I was to do – some more sound channeling.
And since no one was around at all and I was alone, it felt perfect, tapping into my inner Sibyl.
When I do sound channeling it is derived from an energy/energies, feelings, or a story that wants to come through via sound. And this sound can be tones, song, and even an indistinguishable kind of ancient/cosmic language at times.
What I do is allow what I’m tuning into to just come through purely from my vulnerable surrender to the movement of energies through sound.
And this is what channeled through at the mouth of Peek-A-Boo Slot, which felt to utter an ancient song of these stones within the slot canyons and the spirits within.
I’d just spent the day exploring the slot canyons and immersing deep within the healing mother womb and intense bowel energy of the Earth inside these canyons.
This is her healing song that channeled in this moment.
The Magick & Mystery of Escalante’s Slot Canyons
Yesterday we arrived in Escalante, Utah where we’ll be for the next week. This is a 3,000 square mile National Monument known as Grand Staircase-Escalante, whose back country boasts nearly 1.9 million acres of multi-colored sandstone cliffs above narrow slot canyons, beautiful washes and slickrock, as well as prehistoric village sites and more.
There are two main sections which are Escalante Canyon and the Grand Staircase.
In the first you’ll discover waterfalls, arches, river oases, sculpted slickrock, and slot canyons like Peek-A-Boo, Spooky, and Brimstone Slot, which we explored yesterday.
The second is more remote and less traveled, but more extensive networks of slot canyons.
It’s very different from Bryce and Zion, which we’ve explored already. For instance, we did all of the hikes in Bryce, but here will only touch in on a small portion, due to the vast land to explore.
That’s fine with us, as we’ll let our intuition guide us as to where we need to be at any given time.
A lot of the roads are also gravel, dirt, and very bumpy…so you drive miles in the back c ountry and need to watch out for mile markers. A map and getting info at the visitor’s center will help out with choosing the hikes you want to do and how to get to them, as well as navigate them, as things here are virtually unmarked except by trailheads and cairns that have been left by hikers.
Our first destination took us to Dry Fork, which is where the trailhead to Dry Fork Canyon, Peek-A-Boo, Spooky, and Brimstone Slot all are.
It was a 26+ mile drive along the very bumpy gravel road and then 2 more miles on dirt, rock, and deep bumped road.
It’s a beautiful ride though and all along you’ll see vistas that include grazing cattle all around.
We were excited to explore the slot canyons, having seen images of them, and they did not disappoint.
When we first arrived there were maybe two dozen cars in the lot at the trailhead, but luckily for us it seemed everyone had arrived early and was leaving…or partying I should say, as quite a few were having beers at their cars.
I found that an odd energy, but was delighted it remained in the parking area, and that we found there to be very few people down below. Again, perhaps our later arrival proved timely.
And by the time we had explored a little, we were virtually the last ones in the area, other than one small group we passed along the way.
The hike down to Dry Fork Canyon is a steep incline, but I found some cool spirals in the rock that I think most people miss since they aren’t very clear.
I also found this that looked like a variation of the Third Eye symbol.
And when you arrive below you have four options of exploration….Dry Fork Canyon can be explored for miles, but then half a mile down you will see the opening to Peek-A-Boo Slot, then another half mile down is the trail leading to Spooky Slot, and then another two miles down will get you to Brimstone.
But you need to keep your eyes open to the paths.
We first explored Dry Fork for a bit and then turned back to see the rest.
Peek-A-Boo had a few people, including a photographer trying to get down the climb with equipment, so we bypassed it to Spooky instead, so as not to be congested.
And Spooky was very cool…with areas as you get deeper that are literally so narrow you can only squeeze your body through, brushing up against both sides of the rock walls.
Not for the majorly claustrophobic indeed. I even felt a little bit of it and was happy no one else was in the slot canyon with us, as the walls were definitely closing in. đŸ˜‰
Here is a video I shot of a small portion of the inside journey, as we made our way back to the entrance.
It was even more narrow than here, as you get in deeper, but you can see how tight it is, as I walk and squeeze through, holding my hip sack in one hand, as there’s no room for it on your body, and my cell phone in the other videoing it.
It is darker inside and areas where branches come down from the ceiling like giant spiders.
I even found a perfect Gargoyle head carved in the stone!
I also discovered a cute little fuzzy caterpillar inside, which was cool energy to see inside what was like Mother Earth’s womb.
There are some challenging areas to climb up if you decide to go the whole length and we learned that you can go from Spooky to Peek-A-Boo and vice versa, via the inner chamber of the slot canyon rather than returning and then hiking the same way back.
We then made our way to Brimstone, but decided to only do partial of it due to timing and not feeling called to that area as much as the others.
Yet, along the way I was discovering a lot of cool stones – crystalline, beautiful colored sandstone including baby blue, coral-looking stones glistening with sparkle, and even a stone with fossilized shell. Very cool!
So we made our way back to the Peek-A-Boo Slot entrance and as I said, by this time there was no one around at all and the one small group we passed and gave directions to Spooky too, was well out of our range.
Up we went into Peek-A-Boo, but despite my having embraced the challenge of Angels Landing in Zion, I hit a point where I surrendered to and honored my knowing that that was as far as I wanted to go in climbing some of the quite challenging parts of this slot canyon.
So I told Dave to go ahead and bring back photos, as I discovered, once I was grounded back at the entrance, why I had been called to remain.
It appeared that I was to do some sound healing, as immediately upon return the inspiration bubbled up and out.
I took a video, which I’ll share for anyone interested in what the energy here brought up.
There was apparently the need for some sound healing and it felt supportive to Dave’s exploration inside. When I saw these two photos he took of himself, I was like wow! This first with so many violet energies around him and the second with a heart carved into the rock above his head…and he didn’t even know it until we looked at the photos later together – all happening while I was sound channeling out front.
It was very cool, as I was alone out in the middle of virtually no where in the mysterious void of this energetic space I was in.
Literally two minutes after I felt complete in the channeling, Dave showed up from his exploring the full slot canyon of Peek-A-Boo.
We then made our way back up to our car and back home to our RV.
Along the way Jack Rabbit showed up, running across the road and then stopping to connect with me. I found that synchronous, as it looked exactly like the one I had just painted two days ago.
And then the Cattle seemed to be enjoying sunset strolls across the road, so we had to stop several times to allow for their safe passage.
This gave us time to connect with these sweet creatures and their adorable babies that listened to our voices when we talked to them.
All the young ones seem to get excited when I give them my playful voice, just like the Mule Deer that did a little leap when I told them how cute they were.
Once again we were feeling a warm greeting by the energies and know that our journey is just beginning as to what we will encounter and energetically give and receive from over our time here.
A Walk In Fairyland
Yesterday was our last full day here in beautiful Bryce Canyon National Park, as we head out to Escalante in a few hours. I had chosen to save one particular hike to celebrate closure to our time in Bryce and it proved to be the perfect send off.
The hike was called the Fairyland Loop, which combines Fairyland Canyon with Tower Bridge and Rim Trails, creating one giant eight mile loop. It was by far our favorite trail in the park here, definitely living up to the phrase “saving the best for last” indeed.
On this hike you can see the Tower Bridge, China Wall, Sinking Ship, and yes, Fairyland!
So many spectacular views, as you hike amidst the hoodoos up close and see incredible vistas from afar as well. 
I love this fun one below…there is a small opening in this large formation to the left center where Dave stuck his head through. And following is a close up of it. See if you can find him.
There were so many amazing formations with faces, creatures, and beings naturally carved, not to mention everything took on a life essence of its own creating forms such as melting candles, torches, castles, cathedrals, altars, portals, bridges, you name it.
It’s truly not a trail to miss, but we were so surprised that literally no one was on the trail except a few people at the beginning and end, which are trails connecting to the loop (so these people only were doing the short ends of the trail (Tower Bridge or Rim Trail), but not venturing into Fairyland where the true magick begins.
Perhaps the length and multiple elevation changes of 1700+ elevation are a put off to most people, or maybe the Faeries keep a discerning watch on who they allow into their realm. đŸ˜‰
All I can say is if you do explore Bryce Canyon, you would be missing out if you don’t explore the full Fairyland Loop, as Fairyland Canyon is truly stunning – plus think of all the magick! After all, it’s Fairyland!
Our day kicked off with a small group of Mule Deer greeting us before we turned into the road to the trailhead, and on the hike we saw a lot of birds including Hawks, Wood Peckers, Steller’s Jay, and even a Peregrine Falcon!
And when we left the trailhead to drive back home to the RV, two little Prairie Dogs were playing in the field, chirping away as they were foraging for food. So cute!
And although we took the trail very leisurely, having all day to explore, we still completed it in 4 hours and even though they say it is a strenuous hike, we didn’t find it to be so compared to others we have done. It felt to meander along and between the sights and the flow, time moved quickly.
Before the hike I’d been very worried about Joy because I found her in the morning with her blind eye closed and it appeared as if the lens that had detached was moving around. Her eye was red and she wouldn’t open it unless I opened it to check it out.
So this had mom stressed. I put in a call to her eye doctor to leave them a message, that way on Monday I can order more eye drop medication to be sent out to me. And I looked up a vet near where we’ll be in Escalante, just in case.
I gave her lots of Reiki, along with a couple friends who joined, and the whole time I was on the hike I was sending her Reiki, along with Nestor, Cosmo, and Gaia, inviting the Faeries to help too, since I was in Fairyland.
I’m happy to report that when we got home, her eye was open and looked much better and has continued to be open. I am hoping we nipped what ever was happening with all the energy, and that with the meds coming we will avoid any complications, as the doctor has told me that if there is an infection they would have to remove the lens and that’s not a good thing to put a rabbit under for surgery if you can avoid it, which is why he didn’t do it in the first place since her eye was healthy despite being blind, which was due to age.
Anyway, I’m so grateful to everyone and especially the Faeries, as I couldn’t have been in a better place to ask for assistance. I, of course, promised to give them things in return, honoring their help and time.
And they were so generous, gifting me things along the hike.
I found a heart rock, a larger stone that is part of a project, and two smaller rocks encrusted with small chips of crystals layered on one side!
That I even saw them was meant to be, as they were the only ones like it and I just happened to catch their glistening sparkle to the side. Perhaps it was my Faery eyes that were attuned to seeing it, but I feel it was a gift they wanted me to have and when I got home I immediately brought them to Joy.
She was really loving them and licked and nudged them when I placed them by her.
A little Faery magick for my Faery bunny.
We even saw this amazing Faery castle formation surrounded by a citadel of magickal towers that was breathtaking and literally my favorite formation of all.
The day was perfect and although it started off full of stress and worry about my little one, it was being supported and nurtured throughout, so little by little I was feeling rebalanced and grounded back into my flow.
The experience helped in transforming my heart back to peace and recentering me back into embodying harmony.
It all reminded me that no matter what is going on it is best to surrender and remember who we are….this will bring us back to the love and magick that is our nature and then all things are possible from this place of centeredness.
Thank you Faeries!
I hope you enjoy the enchanting photos from our day and that they help transport you into the nature of you and all that is possible when you remember who you are.
