For the past 2 summers, I've had a calling to visit Sedona, alone. I'm not sure why I feel compelled to go there on my own, but I'd like to believe that something awaits me that needs my undivided attention. I don't even remember what I saw or read that initiated this pull. 2 summers ago I wasn't ready. I wasn't brave enough. I wasn't brave enough to hit the road on my own and go somewhere knowing no one. I wasn't brave enough to drive hours and hours, state by state.
Last summer, driving with a purpose, to Utah, and experiencing "road freedom".... I knew I could do it again. I knew I wanted to do it again. The time has arrived.
I've wanted to learn about aromatherapy, and I'd been searching, searching for the right avenue in California. A few months ago I searched for aromatherapy in Sedona. Found it!!! And the timing started to feel right. Yes, this would be my Sedona summer.
So, this morning, I paid my deposit on a rental casita. One week. I've made contact with the aromatherapy workshop women.
My map is lining up.