Recently I visited the Grand Canyon and the red rock mountains of Arizona. The majestic beauty created over billions of years of this awesome planet churned about in my mind. I felt so amazed at what I saw in the Grand Canyon. There have been so many millions of visitors to this incredible place. I was there when I was about age 7 and nothing had changed to me. I remembered the mountain lodge and the Hopi house, both built in 1905. The Native Americans were performing dances in the same location as they did 48 years ago. I began to think about it all. I saw rocks painted red by the earth. No two mountains were the same, the landscape was breathtaking, and the geological wonders were stunning. The thunderstorms were awesome and entertaining. Each cactus had a personality that was all it’s own. Hawks and ravens hovered all around. The air was fresh and fragrant. The Grand Canyon gave a perspective of beauty that inspired me to bring my existence into focus. Post cards cannot convey the forces of earth displayed in this immense canyon. In the background I heard the dances of the Native American dancers. The stage was alive during my visit and the act was just like I thought, inspiring, amazing, and thought provoking. I was so happy to share this amazing Arizona experience with all around me.