It’s blistering hot, and I’m walking a stone labyrinth, wending toward a central clearing lined with crystals and chanting to angels. This is the Angel Valley Retreat outside Sedona, Ariz., and the New Age minister who runs it has instructed me to walk this maze while repeating the words “my higher self is guiding me.” Only then will I feel the power of the land beneath me, the red-walled mountain behind me and the angels above me
