On the serious side, we met Dr Gary Schwartz, PhD, and his
wife Rhonda at the Enchantment Resort in Sedona. Gary is a Harvard grad, was a professor at Harvard and Yale, and is now Professor of Psychology, Medicine, Neurology, Psychiatry and Surgery at the University of
Arizona in Tucson. and Director of the Laboratory for Advances in Consciousness and Health. He has written 450 academic papers and six books, including
The Afterlife Experiments, which had
a profound impact on Suzanne in the aftermath of our daughter Susan’s death in
2006. Suzanne has been corresponding with Gary about mediumship and the afterlife for several months, bringing through evidence from his mentor, Susy Smith, on the other side that has astounded both of them. Rhonda is a gifted intuitive herself,
and a delightful person. Gary and Rhonda attended the Messages of Hope viewing at The Logos Center in Scottsdale, and we will see
them again at their home in Tucson on Sunday. Suzanne and Gary are planning experiments on mediumship at his laboratory at the University of Arizona on Monday.Gary and Rhonda
both have Corvettes; I haven’t driven a really powerful, fast sports car since
Suzanne sold hers back in 2000, so it was with vicarious pleasure when I
watched them drive off after dinner.
The documentary viewing last night went very well; The Logos Center, a beautiful facility in Scottsdale with great energy, was founded by Dr. Herb and Rev. Ann Puryear in 1983. At left are Suzanne, Gary Schwartz, Ann Puryear, Herb Pulyear, and Rhonda Schwartz (right to left) in The Logos Center Sanctuary following The Messages of Hope viewing. Herb and Ann are also delightful; we will be having dinner with them Friday night.
We are camping at Usery Mountain Regional Park in Mesa,
east of Scottsdale and Phoenix. Temperatures here average around
110F. Residents here say, “That’s not too bad, and it’s a dry heat.” My solemn reply is, “Yeah, well, ovens are
dry heat as well, and look what it does to turkeys.” So, we’re now
scheduling our daily workouts for early morning, before the sun gets too high
and the temperature breaks the thermometers. Here's the thermometer on our car at 3:00 PM today. Who planned this trip, anyway???? (Oh, that’s right, I guess I did. But it will be much cooler when we get to San Diego.)
Here is a shot of our bus in the campground. It looks like a beautiful moonscape with tall saguaro cactus. There are only about 5 other campers in the campground with about 65 sites. "Whassamatta, youse can't stand the heat?"
We went for an hour and a half mountain bike ride on desert trails this morning and lost a couple of pounds due to the heat, even though we were drinking water and Gatorade frequently. Here is Suzanne (and a rather large sign on the mountainside) pointing the way for wayward, navigationally-challenged aviators who haven't been able to find PHX airport. Jim and Bob, we're talking to you here! ;-)
We went for an hour and a half mountain bike ride on desert trails this morning and lost a couple of pounds due to the heat, even though we were drinking water and Gatorade frequently. Here is Suzanne (and a rather large sign on the mountainside) pointing the way for wayward, navigationally-challenged aviators who haven't been able to find PHX airport. Jim and Bob, we're talking to you here! ;-)
Rudy and Gretchen have been like little dust mops here in the desert. There's no grass, only dirt, and their long hair picks up the dust and burrs constantly. So, today they got a bath. Just like when we take our indoor showers, we didn't need to even use hot water; the cold alone comes out at 100-110F. Now they are clean and fluffy.
The welcome package here at the campground was interesting. It had photos and descriptions of the local residents, and warns visitors about inadvertent interaction with them: coyotes, diamondback rattlesnakes, Gila monsters, centipedes, scorpions and tarantulas. The pamphlet is shown on the ground next to the bus by two holes of unknown inhabitants. Sheesh! Who planned this trip, anyway?
Bob says"Maybe it's time for Ty to consider a hearing aid". It would keep you out of trouble, Ty. (a little anyway)
ReplyDeleteTotally LOVE this post, Ty. Lowell and I lived in Arizona in the early 1960's. I tried to fry an egg on the sidewalk...didn't work, but close. I remember the "dry" heat that felt like an oven...and the creatures we would meet on our hikes in the desert and climbing mountains. We lived in both Tempe and Scottsdale. Fun to hear about the "wild west" again. We would drive to San Diego and the ocean for relief. :)
ReplyDeleteYour sense of humor flows beautifully though all of these posts!