Keep it weird, Sedona

In a week I set off again for the high desert. Sedona, Arizona. Land of womb-like Shaman’s caves, red rocks, quartz seams, prickly pears, sacred skies, waters, earth. Collective of connected souls, healers, land journeyers, singers, magical musicians, dancing spirits, prayers. The place that my taxi driver KG said has a motto: “Keep it weird, …

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Basking with the Basques*

Each corner I turn in this incredible country takes my breath away a little more. I don't even know what to call this place. Euskadi. Basque Country. Gipuzkoa. Bizkaiko Golkoa. Golfo de Bizkaia. Some people would call where I am Spain and what I've experienced of here so far feels nothing like Spain. As a …