David and I had been wanting to visit Egypt for a long time but various things put it off. In October this year we noticed a spiritual holiday to Egypt for 11.11, my birthday. The time was right for us to go with a lovely group of spiritual people led by Ladan Ratcliffe. She had been guided to perform various meditations/rituals at ancient sites, helping to bring in the new energies, especially around the Great Pyramid on 11.11.11.
Past Lives
We knew that the trip would not necessarily be an easy one as past life issues were bound to arise.
During a healing workshop some years ago, I spontaneously experienced a life where I was stoned to death outside the great pyramid. I knew that I was a young priest, very nervous, saying ‘they think I can’t do this!’ I knew that it was some sort of initiation. When we were there by the Great Pyramid of Cheops on the 11th, my birthday, I felt so agitated and uncomfortable. Then I became angry with everyone- for stoning me; for their ignorance and intolerance. In Cairo and Giza all the troops and police were on the alert, watching for groups of people preparing spiritual ceremonies at sacred sites. They moved us on after a few minutes at the great pyramid and the sphinx.
It was the same energy of ignorance and intolerance that I had felt 2000 years before! However, instead of being unheard and unjustly eliminated, this time, we were heard and we finished what we came to do. As I worked through my emotions, I felt strong, protective and empowered by my anger. Looking back now I can see that other sensitive members of our group had been feeling unfairly criticised and judged for days. The same energies had triggered their feelings.
David regressed me to this past life when we got home and I experienced myself as a young gentle boy of 14 around 3BC. I was already meditating and doing spiritual practice in the old ways. A statue of Anubis stood in front of me. There was also a big scarab. My name was something like Jephuet and I wore the old style necklet around my shoulders. I remembered the taste of fresh bread, wine and something I said was stewed pheasant.
I left my mother, a tall woman in light robes and was sent to ‘priest school’. I learned new ways to read and write and to measure. To me it seemed strict and unnatural. They forcing learning and healing instead of allowing. You had to go by dogma and undisputable teachings instead of being able to discuss and use natural reason. Everything was learnt by rote and you were punished for thinking outside the box. In this regression, I mentioned Jesuits and Israelites but Jesuits were founded in 15th C so this must be incorrect. I know that Hebrews or Israelites fled to Egypt to escape persecution and famine from about 600BC. The Arabs in the first century BC started the myth about the pyramids being built by slave labour but the Hebrews weren’t in Egypt at that time. Perhaps the school I went to was Hebrew or influenced by them as they had certainly moved away from Egyptian tradition. I noted that women giving birth had to wear robes to fully cover their bodies instead of being unashamed, free and relaxed.
At some time I saw some of the rooms below the Sphinx. They were used for meditation and for healing. Another deep passageway led to some mysterious gateway.
I grew to be a strong muscular youth but troublesome to the priests with my arguments. I was 18. At a ceremony, ‘sacrificial lamb’ came to mind and I was led away to perform some rite of passage in the pyramid. I knew from my past experience of this past life that I would be taken from this place and stoned to death. Perhaps because I had done so much healing on it, it didn’t feel too scary and I was able to see some of the riff raff who had to be encouraged to stone me.
I recognise now that the other young men who followed me learned that they had to keep the old knowledge secret and perhaps this started the tradition of wisdom keepers.
Experiences in November 2011
On our trip to Egypt we sailed up the Nile and visited Edfu Temple, dedicated to the falcon headed God, Horus. We were meditating in a side room, when I felt my whole body start to shake. To control it, I had to breathe deeply like the dragons breath of Reiki attunements. My feet were glued to the floor and powerful energies swamped the room. I tried to communicate in my mind but was simply told, ‘we know’. I had to focus on my breathing. Although others were moved out of the room, I could not join them. This was something out of my control.
To me it felt like a clearing of negative energies from our group or the site. Four of us were left to ground the energy and then as the atmosphere got lighter, I found that I was able to leave. Later I was sure that the main energy in the room was the great God, Amun Ra. David and I discovered I had also had a past life as a High Priestess of Amun Ra. One of the members of our group had been walking around the perimeter of the site and he told us that he noted that there was a clearing of energy.
The next day we visited Karnak Temple. I felt really happy to be there. It was ancient Egyptian, not just Greco Roman. Many of the Greco Roman sites are built on the top of ancient temples. The new Greek rulers of the Ptolemaic Dynasty built them to appease the local population. After our healing work there, some of the attendants at Karnak led us through a locked gate and down a passageway to two rooms, representing night and day. As I walked down this passageway, I found myself chanting Ra Ra Amun Ra. It was just natural to go on chanting! The breathing started again and I had to wait what seemed an age for the energies to disperse so that I could go outside. I felt exhausted and emotional so I sat down to rest by a stone pillar. An attendant insisted that we see another side room and showed us a wall painting of Amun Ra. I just burst into tears, full of awe and emotion! He put my head against the wall and pressed against my heart centre. A little later we had hugs all around except for the police who simply held their hands out for baksheesh. The feeling I got from this temple was amazing- so happy, joyous, so connected and loved.
The photos taken at Edfu and Karnak show many orbs throughout the temples and particularly in this room on top of my head and close to the top of David’s.
So far our guide had only mentioned male priests, but the next day, Ahmed el Prince told us the story of a coffin that carried a curse. The coffin belonged to a high priestess of Amun Ra.
Real people in Ancient Egypt
Many of us were impressed with the energies in the temple of Isis. There was a little chapel just away from the temple that was very interesting and I believe now that it was dedicated to Hathor. There were also the temples of Hathor and Sekmet, particularly at Karnak. Women priests were often wives of priests and they celebrated with songs and dance, using a rattle like instrument, the sistrum. Drums were also played, copying Bes, a household God. The High Priestess was related to the Pharaoh, often the daughter. Although everyone practiced purification for certain ceremonies, they would celebrate afterwards with feasting and drink for 4- 5 days. Hathor and Sekmet were Goddesses of drink and drunkenness. It was said to be a good omen to bring in the New Year drunk! Even remedies would include wine or beer as well as herbs, spells and chants.
Our group led by Ladan celebrated with dance and song but perhaps we didn’t drink enough to satisfy the ancient Goddesses!
The workers on the Pyramids and in the Valley of the Kings were working 8 days out of a ten-day week. They were often given days off to brew beer for a festival but absences were also recorded for scorpion stings, eye diseases, funerals or rows with the wife or still being drunk the morning after! They had enough rations left over from their pay usually to barter with them and they swapped skills with other workers to work on their own tombs.
Wine was more expensive than beer. Paintings in tombs show women in a great semi circular bowl treading grapes for wine. We saw one of these great bowls somewhere and no one seemed to know what it was for! The stories of the Gods and Goddesses, the pharaohs and the powerful ones may be fascinating but so are the lives of the ordinary folk, who were in many ways just like us.
References taken from ‘Ancient Egypt’ by Lorna Oakes and Lucia Gahlin.