Goodevening, Noah, it’s Sunday, and I have just woken up from possibly the longest nap that I have ever taken ever. It was one and a half hours. I don’t know if you know this about me, but I am very anti nap and this is abnormal behavior for me. My napping is relevant because I was tired. I was tired because I spent most of yesterday and part of today in Sedona, where, you will be surprised to know, that I’ve never actually spent time in Sedona before yesterday. I’ve only ever driven through.
What is my take on Sedona?
I take it to be extremely interesting.
Sure, it is also a beautiful scenic location with endless hiking trails and what not, but the nice weather and array of red sandstone formations were certainly not my favorite parts about Sedona. Of course that doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy all that. Look! It’s me on Devil’s Bridge.
Also, another problem I had with the “nature” aspect of Sedona, was that the bugs were inadequately afraid of me. I am the clearly superior more dominate being when compared to bugs.
Noah, my favorite part of Sedona was the location’s strange mixture proclaimed spirituality, tourism, and furthermore, the acceptance of that odd blend.
I’ll be the first to admit that when I first arrived to Sedona I was incredibly skeptical of the place. I was bombarded with pamphlets featuring spirit walks, and aura readings; obvious tourist trap, right? I mean, good for these people, making money off reading energies and selling magical crystals that hold the power of intelligence while also promising to remedy their indigestion. I loved that I could walk into a store and contemplate buying a rose quartz while simultaneously contemplate buying kissing chihuahua salt and pepper shakers. LOOK HOW CUTE.
Right, so that was my initial take of Sedona, but then I actually started talking to some of these people, and Noah, I don’t know why I was so surprised, but I was; I was surprised to find that most of the shop keepers really believed in the power of the crystals and the rare metals, One lady enthusiastically taught me how to read the energies of minerals, and I could just tell that she had complete and utter faith in what she was saying, undoubtedly. I had walked into those stores with a complete double standard. Like, I would never walk into a temple, or cathedral assuming that the bishop, or reverend or whatever thought their place of worship was bologna. Noah, I like to think that I respect most if not all forms of belief, so why not spirituality?
Spirituality is not mutually exclusive to anything, Not tourism, not religion, not anything!
Demographically, AZ is a fairly religious bunch of folk, according to Wikipedia, only 22% of people in AZ are non-religious, making the rest some form of Christian or “other.” Let’s confront the Bible on what it has to say about the belief in any sort of spiritual belief other than the Holy Spirit.
Deuteronomy 18:9-12 NIV. “When you enter the land the Lord your God is giving you, do not learn to imitate the detestable ways of the nations there. Let no one be found among you who practices divination or sorcery, interprets omens, engages in witchcraft, or casts spells, or who is a medium or spiritist or who consults the dead. Anyone who does these things is detestable to the Lord.”
So, just speaking statistically, a great bunch of people should have been offended. Just saying, and I found that incredibly interesting that as far as I could tell, there was no one there who was particularly intolerant.
Those are definitely not the only thoughts I have on Sedona, but it is a start.
Noah, I am also incredibly anxious about the current state of the Wimbly Womblys, AND FIFA 15 comes out soon, so like, what if John get’s all Gatsby and attempts to mimic the exact success he had in 14?
Have you ever noticed that John Green and Jay Gatsby have the same initials? Coincidence?
Noah, a great nerdfighteria holiday is coming up, what should we do?
I most certainly can!