ONE LIGHT CASUALTY ATOP CALVARY HILL AZ – SIGN NOT TO RETURN?
While Elizabeth prepared a Memorial Day barbecue for her large family in the Phoenix area, this time, I decided to beg off and to the opposite – spend some calories. By the time I returned from my 3:45 min bike-hike-bike, I had lost over 5 pounds.
The weather was not all that hot – only 79F. Which is actually unseasonably cool for a Memorial Day weekends around here, many of which I remember reaching into the 100s F. But it is a tough 6-mile hike through the wilderness of the McDowell Mtns above Scottsdale, with a 1,600 ft elevation difference. So down 5.4 pounds even after drinking two bottles of water along the way (also see RETURN TO CALVARY HILL ARIZONA, OCT 24, 2014).
On my way up the mountain, I said many prayers to commemorate this sad day as I dedicated today’s pilgrimage to the fallen soldiers and innocent civilians who perished in the wars, especially in the most brutal ones – in last few centuries.
What I did not figure on was making a donation in blood. It happened just as I reached the summit of Calvary Hill Arizona. My left shin hit a sharp rock which sliced off about 2″ x 3/4″ piece of skin, and created a hefty swelling afterward.
It wasn’t the first time, nor will it be the last time something like this has happened on my hikes in the desert. But it was a clear message from the Spirit realm that I should bypass that summit from now on.
Ironically, I said something like that to Elizabeth last fall for a different reason, but did not follow my own instinct. And today, the Spirit reminded me of it by taking a slice of my skin off my shins. And what an appropriate place to have it happen – atop the Calvary Hill.
Since I did not have any medical supplies with me, I just pulled my camouflage pant leg down over the wound to protect it from insects as I descended down the mountain. I dressed it up when I got home, after my return bike ride.
So all is well once again. The universe is unfolding as it should. I just need to learn to OBEY my own intuitions and not make any exceptions.
Since this is our first Memorial Day in Arizona in 7 years, I bought a small flag yesterday and mounted it above the Eagle’s Nest entrance door.
We would have done the same in Maui. And in fact, have been doing it every Memorial Day for the last 5 years. Like this one three years ago (above).
Why 5 and not all 6 years? Because last year we were in Europe at this time.
Happy Memorial Day!
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