FROM SCOTTSDALE, ARIZONA On Pinnacle Peak with St. Nicholas Serbian "Slava" (Patron Saint Day): More Miracles on "Miracle Maker"-saint's Day SCOTTSDALE, Dec 19 - St. Nicholas has
been known throughout the last 16 centuries as the "Miracle
Maker"-saint. Why should it surprise us then, if some miracles
were to occur on "his" day - December 19? For at
least the last six centuries (that I know of, this Christian saint
has been the patron-saint of my (Djurdjevic) family (see the icon on
the right). Before that, it was prob Anyway, many stories and legends have been told of St. Nicholas' life that speak of his extraordinary character and why he is so beloved and revered as protector and helper of those in need. The true story of Santa Claus, for example, begins with Nicholas, who was born during the 3rd century A.D. in the Greek village of Patara. Now, this is on the southern coast of Turkey. His wealthy parents, who raised him to be a devout Christian, died in an epidemic while Nicholas was still young. Obeying Jesus' words to "sell what you own and give the money to the poor," Nicholas used his whole inheritance to assist the needy, the sick, and the suffering. One story tells of a poor man with three daughters. In those days a young woman's father had to offer prospective husbands something of value—a dowry. The larger the dowry, the better the chance that a young woman would find a good husband. Without a dowry, a woman was unlikely to marry. This poor man's daughters, therefore, were destined to be sold into slavery. Mysteriously, on three different occasions, a bag of gold mysterious appeared in their home-providing the needed dowries - thus the legend of Miracle Maker. The bags of gold, tossed through an open window, are said to have landed in stockings or shoes left before the fire to dry. This led to the custom of children hanging stockings or putting out shoes, eagerly awaiting gifts from Saint Nicholas. The Saint Day (Slava) is a big deal in Serbian
families. It is as important a day as Christmas or Easter. But
it's not about Santa. It is about faith. For, on that day, a
thousand or more years ago, the family had converted to Christianity.
If you're interested, you can read more about this holiday
below or by clicking here. My children grew up participating in St. Nicholas Day celebrations every year. When they were in college, they would always make sure to finish their finals and make it home in time for this holiday. So you should not be surprised that Emily, my younger daughter who lives in Ohio, offered to make the "kolach" (special bread - see below) for the occasion. Over the years, I have mastered the art of making "zhito" myself. Emily shipped the "kolach" to me carefully wrapped (right). It was delivered yesterday (Dec 18), just in time. So between the two us, we produced the two most important ingredients for the celebration. While I was preparing the "zhito," I was playing some random iPod music in the background. Just as I was finished and was putting the dishes in the sink, the St. Nicholas church song came on – in Serbian, of course. I was startled. It was incredible. I did not even know there was such a thing or that I owned it. Another direct message from the spirit world, I realized, perhaps as answer to my ceremony and prayers in the early morning hours? As I hope you know by now, synchronicity is one of the hallmarks of divine communication. Every day since I have come back from Hawaii, things like that have been happening (see Season of Miracles: God's Christmas Card, including some Reader Reactions...). So why should the day of the "Miracle Maker"-saint be an exception? Later, I made a short video clip so you will be able to hear the St. Nicholas song yourselves... (click on the image or title to play).
St. Nicholas Day 2008 Message (3:02 mins) Climbing Pinnacle Peak
When I stole a bike ride two days
ago in between two big winter storms (the day I
also got the
Christmas card from Go "Wow, Pinnacle Peak is an huaca," it suddenly dawned on me after 27 years of looking at the mountain without "seeing" it (huacas, an Inka Quechua term, are natural rock formations that are considered sacred sites, like churches in western terminology). Huacas are places of high energy and spirit activity. "So that's what I am supposed to do on St. Nicholas Day," I said out loud. "Climb Pinnacle Peak and do a ceremony there." And so I did... The well known peak was getting larger the closer to it I came (two left shots). The trailhead was close to the Pinnacle Peak Patio (middle right), a famous western restaurant that's been enchanting Arizona visitors for decades. I remember taking my kids and parents there in the early 1980s to see (staged) gunfights as dinner entertainment. From there, I had a good view of my "home mountains," the McDowells, which I have been hiking quite often this year. I dressed warmly because I thought that at that elevation (starting at about 2,300 ft and going up to about 2,900 ft), it might get a little chilly in shade, especially when the sun starts to set. I have never done this climb before, so I had no idea how long it was, how steep it would be, nor how long it will take me. I just followed the spirits' tailwind, and figured I'd enjoy fresh air and gorgeous views, as you can see (the above shots were taken from about a 2,700-ft elevation). Soon, I realized that Pinnacle Peak is like God's art gallery. There are pretty stone sculptures everywhere (above). So I started to play a mindbender of trying to figure out what they were. Would you care to join the game? What do you see in these images... ... and these that I came across later on the trail afterward? If you want to let me know what you see in them, CLICK HERE. Meanwhile, there are some more views of the summit as well as the valley and distant mountains from about a 2,800 ft level. The Four Peaks (middle right), the mountain that's depicted on the Arizona license plates, still had a light powder of snow visible on it after the last two winter storms. Just how high and far from the city of Phoenix this is can best be seen on the two left shots. Take a look at how tiny Camelback and Squaw Peak look from there? [this comment was meant primarily for Phoenix residents and frequent visitors :-)]. You can also see the (much closer) McDowell Mtns from there, including my "apucheto" at 2,500 ft (two right shots). The views of the Pinnacle Peak summit from about a 2,800 ft level were quite spectacular (two left shots). Finally, after about a 2 mile hike, I had gone up the mountain from the east, circled around from the north, and exited to another trailhead on the west side (see the map)... a round trip of about 4 miles, with an elevation difference from each trailhead of about 1,000 ft. On the return trip, I had already picked out an apucheto at an huaca for my shamanic/St. Nicholas ceremony. It was close to the highest point of the trail (left). But alas, my camera battery had run out. So I had to resort to my cell phone camera for the above shots. This apucheto/huaca was perfect - high above the trail which gave me the privacy from the curious onlookers among other climbers (middle left). That's where I set up my mesa and did a lovely ceremony with 360-degree views of the valley below.
Earlier
this morning, Elizabeth dropped by my
house and gave me a lovely card and this
wilderness/camping knife as a St. Nicholas Day
present (right). She remembered that the one I had
bought and used in Peru, was taken away from me
at an airport checkpoint during our trip to
Texas, back in October. I had carelessly
kept it in my backpack, which had to go through
an TSA X-ray machine. I carried this cute new
green knife in my hand for much of the climb, and blew
my prayers for Elizabeth into it during
the ceremony as well. Finally, here are some parting mountain views from a lovely climb on a clear but chilly St. Nicholas Day afternoon (left and right). By the time I got home, the sun had already set, but just. So when I was walking to the pool and the spa to warm up and limber up after the climb, I saw one of the most magnificent sunsets I have ever seen. I wished I had my camera with me. I almost went back to get it, but decided that would be too much trouble. Anyway, the sky looked as if a giant red spider (sun) had dropped off the edge of the earth, leaving behind thousands of strands of purple and orange cobwebs, spun around in hundreds of fluffy concentric circles. At that moment, I remembered my post-midnight meditation when I saw a spider like that, with coils of bright orange and purple and blue light spiraling from him. Again, I felt as if Inti (sun God) was sending me a goodnight message on this auspicious St. Nicholas Day before going off to wake up Australians. :-) When I returned, I realized that could have been also a Mama Kocha's (ocean, water energy) message. For, another way to describe the sky would be as if someone had dropped a stone into still water (lake), and then watched the ripples of waves spread around while an orange and purple sunset reflected in them. Wish I had that camera... :-)
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