My Spiritual Journey

In the spring of 1987 my friend Cindy and I decided to take a trip to Sedona, Arizona because we had heard that people experienced strange psychic phenomena there and we thought that would be fun. We made reservations to stay there for one week in August, and I bought Dick Sutphen’s book which had descriptions of alleged energy vortexes in Sedona. About a month after the reservations were made, Cindy called to ask if I had ever heard of something called the Harmonic Convergence. When I said no and asked what that was, she said she didn’t know exactly but it was supposed to be some great cosmic event occurring on August 16 and 17, which was precisely when we would be in Sedona. Did we get excited over that! Not only were we going to Sedona which had the reputation for strange phenomena, but we were going to experience something grand!!!!!

We arrived in Arizona a day before our reservations began and we couldn’t find a place to stay near Sedona so we had to stay at a hotel several hours away. Apparently that area had been flooded with people arriving for the Harmonic Convergence, so our enthusiasm knew no bounds. This was it – we were going to have revelations, cosmic experiences, and the vacation of a lifetime!

On the 16th we checked in at the RV park in Sedona, then went to the metaphysical bookstore mentioned in Sutphens’ book so we could get directions to the different vortexes in the area. When dusk fell, we decided to go to Bell Rock, which was the most accessible of the vortexes. Even though it was too dark to actually see Bell Rock, we could tell when we were there because of all the vehicles parked along the road, so we stopped and followed the sound of the crowds. We expected to quietly meditate during this sacred event but were disappointed by the noise and the behavior of the other people. There were drummers drumming, people drinking beer, lots of yelling, and it was more like a drunken frat party than the sacred gathering we had envisioned.

We walked around the base of Bell Rock, groping our way in the dark, and looked for a way to ascend. Surely there had to be a quiet place on the rock where we could experience the momentous event fate had brought us here for. My frustration grew; in the dark there was no way to see a path up, and the noise was incessant. Now and then we would pass a person or group and I would ask them, “Is this all there is? Is THIS the Harmonic Convergence?” One man asked what I expected, and I answered that I expected some great vision or cosmic happening. Another one asked if we had seen the mother ship, and then he pointed out to us a triangular formation of three lights in the sky. They moved slightly in unison now and then, as if they were on a craft being buffeted by air currents. Someone told us that every morning near dawn you could see smaller craft returning to the mother ship. At one point, in desperation I placed my forehead against Bell Rock and thought maybe some information might be imparted to me though my third eye but nothing happened. We stumbled around in the dark for awhile, then left in disgust. We returned to the RV where we spent the rest of the evening praying and saying affirmations of peace and love for our planet and all the inhabitants.

The next day we hiked through Boynton Canyon which was supposed to be the most powerful vortex, thinking that maybe we would have a revelation there. We hiked deeper and deeper, expecting to feel the energy any moment, always vigilant for any strange phenomena. The hike was hot, dusty, and to our great disappointment, uneventful.

That evening we decided to return to Bell Rock before sunset so that we could find a path to the top. We thought perhaps this night the energies of the Harmonic Convergence would be more powerful. We didn’t find our way to the top so when it got dark we decided to settle on a flat rock, meditate, and see what would happen. Cindy tried fruitlessly to communicate telepathically with the mother ship, telling it she’d like to meet the occupants. I quietly meditated for hours. At one point I received the impression that the pilot of the mother ship told me his name was Hilarion, and that the crystal-powered ship hovered over Bell Rock to charge its crystals from the energy of the beacon vortex emitting from the rock’s apex. I also imagined that I was in communication with a Native American spirit guide named Running Deer. Cindy and I had originally decided to stay there until dawn so that we could see the smaller spacecraft returning to the mother ship, but when we discovered the rock we were sitting upon was covered with crawling insects, we left in a hurry!

The next day we decided to hike to another vortex called Cathedral Rock, thinking that maybe we would have a cosmic experience there. We found ourselves climbing along the top of a death-defying rock wall high in the air, and the way became so rough and dangerous that we turned around without being able to actually get to the vortex. Before we turned around, though, I saw a row of enormous rocks that reminded me of sentinels, and I received the impression that they were actually ancient beings containing information, waiting patiently until the time was right for this information to become known.

We were as disappointed in Cathedral Rock as we were with the other vortexes, and I didn’t pay any attention to how active my imagination had become.

On the last day of our trip we visited Airport Mesa, the fourth major vortex described in Sutphen’s book. We ambled around the area hoping to feel some energy or have some revelatory experience, but once again, we were disappointed. Sedona was a complete bust!!!!

I returned home extremely disappointed with the trip since I was totally unaware that anything had happened. I had been looking outside myself for some spectacular event, while great changes had taken place within.

My first day back I was hit with a layoff notice at work. I loved my boss and the people there and was devastated to learn I was being returned to my old job working for a supervisor who felt threatened by my higher education and who had treated me terribly before. My emotions were on a roller coaster. I cried a lot, was filled with despair, and had never been in such a depressed state. I started to feel mentally unstable. I could be feeling fine one minute, then someone would walk by and I would become, angry, sad, or experience some other strong emotion. My emotions seemed entirely dependent on what others were feeling and I couldn’t maintain my equanimity.

I went to the doctor and tried one antidepressant after another. Nothing worked. I seemed to be on a downward spiral but didn’t know why nor what to do about it.

Then one day while I was at work I had such a strange experience that I thought I was really going insane. I was sitting at my desk, typing at my computer when suddenly I saw and heard a series of little explosions going on around me like miniature starbursts. This went on for a few seconds and when it stopped, I discovered I was no longer sitting upright, but was totally slumped down in the chair. Frightened for my sanity, I called my clairvoyant friend Lora, and asked her to meet me for lunch because I needed to talk.

We met in the cafeteria and as I told her about my experience, I started sobbing. So THIS is what insanity felt like. I, who had always prided myself on my stoicism and stability was going crazy and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it! As I spoke and became more emotional, Lora started grinning. Her grin became wider and wider the more I spoke, and she asked me what my thoughts had been right before the explosions started. I told her I was thinking about how lousy the other drivers in Huntsville were and how tense I was behind the wheel, and that I needed to learn to relax more. Almost laughing at me by now, Lora explained that I was perfectly sane and that the little explosions had been thoughtforms I no longer needed being destroyed. She told me to relax and enjoy things more!

I continued in a stressed state for months. Gradually I learned that I was an empath and felt other peoples’ emotions as if they were my own, which was why I was so volatile. I met people who taught me how to shield myself from others, and this helped a lot. I started to see light at the end of the tunnel.

In retrospect, I realized that I had been genetically encoded to “open up” psychically at a certain place and time and that’s what brought me to Sedona during the Harmonic Convergence. Sedona IS a special place and the Harmonic Convergence brought energies in to help people grow and evolve spiritually. It truly was a cosmic event.

It has taken years and it is an ongoing process, but I have gone through tremendous changes. I used to have such poor self esteem that I would walk around looking down instead of at people because I felt too ashamed and unworthy to meet their eyes. Today I am a different, healthier person, spiritually and emotionally. I continually go outside my comfort zone to force myself into new experiences and my confidence has increased. I joined a chorus and learned to sing comfortably in front of a large audience, started to lead ritual gatherings in my stone circle pictured above that often have a large crowd, and even bellydance in front of others now.

To reach this point I had to go through the hard times, when I thought I was unworthy, crazy, and shameful. Just as steel is tempered by the flame, our spirits are made stronger by adversity. As I have been through the fire and emerged stronger, I have encountered people going through similar difficulties, and I am able to help them.

I am not a special person. I am a child of God as you are. My path was extremely difficult, and yours might be, too, but I made it through and so can you.

Bright Blessings,

Lumara

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