Following the Signs to Sedona

A series of real moments where timing, intuition, and experience intersect. Each post documents what happened, what was noticed, and what shifted as the journey unfolded. Travel, reflection, unexpected connections, and personal insight are recorded as they occurred.

You will see how paying attention to patterns, internal responses, and external events influenced decisions and direction. These entries show the process of recognizing meaningful moments and allowing them to inform the next step.

When the Signs Lead to a Ghost Town, My Trance Experience at Jerome Grand Hotel

We arrived. This home would be ours for the next week. I stood at the living room window, quiet in a way I rarely am. The view held me there. Red rocks stretched across the horizon, ancient and unmoved by anything I had ever worried about. Words felt unnecessary. Each morning, I carried a warm cup of Don Francisco coffee onto the balcony and sat facing those towering formations. The air felt wide and clean. I closed my eyes and settled into meditation, offering quiet gratitud

Alicia Parrish

Apr 194 min read

Synchronicity in Sedona: The Moment I Wrote It and He Said It | Daryl Anka Bashar Experience

Friday arrived. The day I had been circling on the calendar, holding quietly in my chest. This was it. I sat on the balcony outside our room, wrapped in morning air, holding a warm cup of Don Francisco’s Hawaiian Hazelnut coffee J had made. The scent felt comforting, almost grounding, like something familiar before stepping into the unknown. In the distance, I noticed a sign for the Performing Arts Center. That was where the conference would unfold. I found myself wondering w

Alicia Parrish

Apr 95 min read

When the Signs Start Adding Up

Standing at baggage claim at Phoenix airport again. Wasn’t I just here yesterday? I was. This time felt different. I was waiting for a friend. I stood there watching people pass, scanning faces, hoping to catch a glimpse of her in the crowd. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind and heard the word hello. I let out a blood curdling scream, spun around, and there she was. We burst into laughter and hugged like we had known this exact moment would find us. We gathered her lugg

Alicia Parrish

Apr 74 min read

Trust the Process: Synchronicity at the Phoenix Airport

Following the signs to Sedona A two hour car ride through wind, rain, and cold, the kind of cold that seeps into your bones, all to reach the airport. I expected chaos. The news had warned of long TSA lines from the government shutdown. Instead, everything moved with surprising ease. Ten minutes later I was sitting quietly, letting the reality of this trip settle in. One night in Phoenix. Then Sedona. A conference. Rest. Something inside me knew this journey held more than a

Alicia Parrish

Apr 32 min read