An Inspiring Review of Sedona Suites

Author: Antoniya Zorluer
| May 25, 2017
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When Mike K., our recent guest emailed us to share an essay he wrote about his stay and experience in Sedona and Sedona Suites we were thrilled!

Mike told us that he belongs to a writing group in Pittsburg and they try to meet once a week at the University of Pittsburgh. He seemed to have had an inspiration on his last night at Sedona Suites and wrote a piece for his writing group.

But we decided to share it not to brag, but because we share the Mike’s belief that the most important thing that Sedona has to offer is teaching us the value of staying true to yourself and being unique.

We hope that Sedona will forever remain the way that Mike K. saw it.

And here is what he said about Sedona:

Listen to the Coyotes Speak

It was the seventh night of another yearly trip to Sedona. Just like some of the other previous nights, I was woken up by the sounds of Sedona. The time was around 5:00 am and the sounds were coyotes doing what coyotes do at 5:00 am in this part of the world, howl, chase food, wakeup the neighborhood. The howling did not anger me, but rather made me reflect on the week just spent in this small city in southwestern USA. As I quietly laid in bed, the morning light began to penetrate the three small skylights located on the eastern side of the two-unit “Bed and Make Your Own Breakfast” rental we had for the week. It was during those morning reflections, I realized what I loved about Sedona. It is what Sedona is trying so hard to hang on to.

The rental was chosen because it sits in a part of Sedona where coyotes can be heard and traffic cannot be. It sits off the tourists’ path, where outsiders are looking for the trappings of home, shopping, lights and Starbucks. I am looking for dark skies, silence and a warm cup of tea in the dry morning air. Sedona is about energy vortexes, Buddha beaches and spiritual readings, whether believed or not, set the tone and is the personality of this town, maybe struggling to hang on to its identity.

The town is full of city ordinances, that to most outsiders, seem like silly rules to irritate tourists and make them question the wisdom of the people who run this piece of paradise. So, as I laid in bed listening to the howling of the coyotes, it was like they were telling me, we will stay in these canyons as long as you let us. Sedona is a dark sky town; Sedona is a town that closes down at 10:00 pm; Sedona is a town where residents will ask you to use your “indoor voices” outside in the early morning or late evenings.

Whether Sedona will win this battle remains to be seen but as the coyotes sing to me, I get it, I understand fully why I love this place. The wild west used to be a place where the sheriff would ask you to check your guns before entering town. I think Sedona is trying, in a polite way, to ask outsiders to check their everyday lifestyle before entering. Visit us, but don’t bring your part of the world with you. Live our lifestyle for the short time you are with us. Preserve what makes us likeable. That is not easy for most tourists, but I get it. I get it, be here and not there, see the red rocks on every hike, only text to send red rock pictures of the life you are living while in Sedona, a life if only for a short week, absorbed in a special place and only then can you walk away, transformed and touched by what a place like Sedona can do for you.

So, I listen to the coyotes speak, I hear what they are telling me, I get it, and I try to live it for a week. Sedona is now part of me, on every hike, at every meal, in every conversation and when I wear my Carpe Diem shirt, it is a statement to me and the world, I get it! Check your world at the door. I get it, be a Sedonian, leave your hectic business world behind, forget about family and friends for a week, be a Sedonian while here, many people who get it stay forever. I am not staying forever but I get it, I will get it forever and ever.

Michael J. Kozy – The Lounge Writers – May 3, 2017

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