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Cathedral Rock, Revisted

6/25/2019

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A few days ago, I posted an account of my encounter with the Cathedral Rock “vortex” in Sedona, Arizona. I had assumed prior to my visit that the reports of “swirling energy” at the vortex sites were simply New Age tourism. To my surprise, when I made my way to the top of the mountain trail and put my palms against the looming rock face, I felt a totally unexpected “vibe” – some kind of energy I couldn’t account for.

Never one to just let things alone, I went out of my way over the next couple of days to climb two similar mountain trails with large rock formations on top that are NOT identified as vortex sites, just to check for vibes.

Nothing.
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When I put my palms against the formations on top of both Bear Mountain (AZ not NY) and Chimney Rock, I could feel the roughness of the rock face, some feedback from my own heartbeat, still pulsing after the climb - but no trace of the “hum” that had come off Cathedral Rock.

Only one thing to do – scientific method – look for replication. So, early this morning, I hauled my aching bones up Cathedral Rock for a second time, arriving at the “End of Trail” sign on top of the mountain a little after 8 AM. I wanted to allow myself a little time with the spirits before the Arizona heat kicked in. ​

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This time I made sure to rest and rehydrate for a few minutes before approaching the rock face. My biggest anxiety, after going through all this sweat and trouble, was that I’d feel nothing and would have to conclude that my first encounter had been some kind of fluke or my overactive imagination.

No problem. The vibe was still there.

It’s hard to describe – the closest I can come to it is the idea of an electric fan running on a table top and what you might feel if you lightly squeezed the leg of the table – vibration without movement, hum without sound. This time I also noticed a slight feeling of warmth from my palms to my elbows. So here I am standing on the edge of a cliff with my palms pressed against an unknown energy source (the rock face is to the right of the "End of Trail" sign in the picture).

​Now what?


After I posted my first experience with “the rock”, I was advised to try seeing it with my “third eye”, which is, to those who know, located in the middle of your forehead (every day I learn something). So, having nothing to lose, I pressed my forehead against the rock and waited. The vibration was, if anything, more intense. I held my position for about a minute, then went back to pressing with my palms, just waiting to see if anything would “happen”. For no particular reason, I closed my eyes.

Click.


In my mind’s eye I could see a swirling cloud of dust and twigs. A face emerged out of the swirl, an old face, at first threatening, then smiling. The swirling cloud expanded till it seemed to be hanging over the valley at my feet. Then the whole cloud silently exploded over everything (as in “swept to the four winds”) and was gone. I opened my eyes. It had only taken a few seconds. Everything was the same around me. Oddly enough, I had no sense of fear or the  “what the hell was that?” feeling  like I’d had on my first encounter. I guess I’m getting used to chatting with the spirits. I leaned my back against the rock face for a few minutes to rest and then began the long trek down the mountain.

Unfortunately, I have no words of wisdom or message for mankind to report, at least not yet. After making the first report, I felt it was only right to share the follow up. The official pamphlets on the vortex tours (in little pink jeeps, with professional guides) urge the participants to have no specific expectations, but to simply be open to whatever comes or doesn’t.

​Went there, did that. Twice.
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