sedona arizona

there is some mythic, mystic connection in sedona arizona. and in some people it brings out the question: do you believe in energy vorticies? energy centers? esp? spiritual healing? some kind of christian god? healing itself? the retired guy cleaning his window calls it all god's beauty. but the beauty at the restaurant is here for massage therapy. she believes in other more ancient powers. and all over we run into the influence of an older generation of hippies. maybe it's just because nils and i are pick-and-choose hippies. we love some bits, like the better groceries, but would rather forget others. but nevermind all that. the air smells like mountain pines. the cool crisp morning feels a bit like some ski town. josephine goes for a run. soon we're taking some southwestern green chile omeletes and grits in a spanish garden behind The Coffee Pot. we're just there digging the color casts on the cameras, talking to our future interviewees on the phone, and having a second cup of decaf.