Antelope Canyon is on the Navajo reservation and one of their sacred sites.  So it is with profound respect and gratitude that one enters this shadowy domain.  We call it a slot canyon, a narrow canyon carved by water over the millennia through a layer of red Navajo sandstone.  In some places it is so narrow two people cannot pass.  In other places the sun never reaches the sandy floor from the open sky more than 50 feet above.

Awe is what one feels.  As I wandered these cool, twisted passages I heard the gentle sounds of a Navajo flute echoing off the walls.  In that brief time I connected in some small way with the spirituality that engulfs this shadowy yet uplifting place.