Posted by: Angela Coulter | on July 13, 2017
We all know the importance of following guidance…wherever, whenever, whatever the cost, because you just have a feeling you’re supposed to. I got that opportunity last month when Trinity Facilitator, Debi Weinstein invited me to join her and her husband/Trinity Practitioner, Gene Weinstein, in Arizona after their training course in Lake Havasu.
With less than a week notice, I booked flights into Flagstaff and out of Las Vegas. At 5am the following Monday, after the last day of the school year and a Trinity Practitioner training weekend, I set off on my Southwest adventure. Debi and Gene met me in Flagstaff and we proceeded to Sedona. En route we enjoyed a yummy outdoor lunch in a tree-lined canyon and bought beautiful hand-made jewelry from Native American vendors. Debi was inspired to visit the Chapel of the Holy Cross, built into the spectacular red rocks. The temperature was hovering around 100ºF, down from 118ºF the preceding week, under intensely brilliant sun. Just inside the open-air chapel entrance was a brightly colored painting of a veiled woman, presumably Mother Mary. The three of us sat on a bench in the front of the steamy chapel and did a Trinity session that (literally) blew us away. Both Debi and Gene felt a lovely breeze blow through. Sadly, I missed it, perhaps because my attention was on a spiral vortex connecting up to the ethers and down through the earth.
While waiting for a golf cart to take us back to our car, we were treated to an in-depth explanation of the Native American and energetic significance of the various red rock formations by a knowledgeable guide. He pointed across the canyon to Cathedral Rock, a masculine vortex formerly known as Court House Rock/Butte, for the frontier era court and execution gallows located there. The chapel is located at Eagle Rock, which has feminine energy associated with the water that runs beneath it. On the right side of the chapel is a double peaked formation with Mother and Child energy. It was clear we had done masculine/feminine/child integration work within ourselves and the earth.
The next day we visited the town of Oatman, AZ. This former movie set for “How the West was Won” has a herd of wild donkeys who come down from the surrounding hills and roam the streets waiting to be fed by the tourists. After two pregnant females eagerly consumed my bag of hay pellets, one of them butted me with her nose as if to say, “Aren’t you going to buy us another bag?” After lunch, a young male eagerly consumed my salad leftovers and would have eaten the styrofoam box if I hadn’t retracted it in time. What a treat for both humans and burros!
That night after a delicious Italian dinner, we did a Trinity vortex at the hotel. In addition to the personal benefits we each received, I felt us connecting with the consciousness of Lake Havasu – a rare (feminine) body of water in a very dry desert.
As we drove to the airport in Las Vegas, I thought of my uncle and godfather, Joe Hogan, a former state representative for the “Strip” for many years before his death three years ago. On the rental car shuttle to the airport, I noticed a woman’s shopping bag that said “Joe’s” and felt his presence. I connected with him and was able to assist him in clearing agreements he had with the city.
Sometimes guidance is last minute and seat-of-the-pants. So glad I listened to that little voice and took Debi and Gene up on their invitation!