My residency in Sedona, Arizona, began in July 2010 following several visits over the previous two years. I arrived knowing that my soul had been called to Sedona and that spirit had provided me with a stable place to dwell for six weeks. At the conclusion of the six weeks, my heart continued to be nourished by the red rocks of Sedona where I had many opportunities to surrender. It was not uncommon as day turned to night that I would ask spirit the pivotal question, "Where do you want me tonight?"
A couple days later, several young people who I will refer to as Masters arrived to Sedona called by some unknown reason to drop what they had been doing and converge in the Red Rocks of Sedona. They, too, had listened to the still small voice within. Apparently, my passionate plea worked. An exhilarating and exhausting experiential wisdom lab unfolded with a beautiful group of connected souls. There was no curriculum and no planned course statements and no classroom walls to define the learning environment. No standardized tests. No stated common core. And no written rules. I quickly learned that the knowledge I received from my graduate studies in education held little value in this sacred Chalice of Learning that blossomed and grew with the opening of each heart.
Instead, I returned to Sedona with less than a week to go before my intended return trip to Oregon. Just as I pulled into town, I received an email that went something like this. "I think I may have given you the wrong phone number. Please call me about the house for rent at ###-###-####." In that moment, I heard the still small voice within with crisp clarity, "Call her now." So I did.