A Spiritual Journey To Ancient Egypt - Connecting To A Past Life

When I think of Ancient Egypt, I think of grandeur, beauty and mystery.

From the very beginning of my childhood, I remember being intrigue by Ancient Egypt.

As a young child, I recall going to the museum and visiting the Egyptian exhibition. Each and every time, I would feel a sense of unexplainable nostalgia. Even though the antiquities were from a place and time beyond my small world, they felt quite familiar to me.

One of my favorite movies growing up was the Ten Commandments. There is a scene in the movie where Nefertari and Seti are playing a game. When I first saw the game, I immediately knew the game and how it was played. How I knew, I don't have a clue. It was the first time I recall seeing that game (Deja vu).

When I was in my early twenties, I achieved one of my greatest goals- to visit Egypt. Everything I had dreamt about had unfolded in front of me. I had turned my dream into a reality. I felt as though I was returning home. The experience was incredible.

As I walked through the temples, pyramids, and cities long gone, I could sense the energy of the past that was still present. I would close my eyes, and imagine all of the commotion, laughter, noise, aroma, etc. of the ancient Egyptians who lived in the area. Although my body was in the present, my mind and soul were in ancient Egypt. It was everything that I had dreamt about and more.

On my second visit to Egypt, I recall walking the streets of Cairo alone and wondering why I was so attached to Egypt- mystical place. Although this was my second trip, I was still searching for answers. I wanted to understand the link between Egypt and myself. Then, I heard the sound of a far away voice saying, "You are connected to the Egypt of the past, not of the present."

For some reason that made sense to me. I felt an inner peace spreading all over me. Modern Egypt did not provide the answers that I was looking for. The answers to my question(s)were hidden in ancient Egypt- ruins, temples and cities of long ago.

Approximately four months after returning from my second trip to Egypt, a friend invited me to attend a spiritual gathering. He had been attending these gatherings for some time and was convinced that the man, who conducted the session and was the channeler, was the real thing.

For those readers who are not familiar with the word channeler, Wikipedia depicts a channeler as a person who, "goes into a trance, or 'leaves their body' and then becomes possessed by a specific spirit, who then talks through them."

Even though I decided to attend one of the sessions, I had no expectations.

When we arrived, we were greeted by a pleasant and amiable middle age man. He directed us to come in and sit anywhere we wanted to. As I sat down and looked around the room, I noticed how beautifully his apartment was decorated. He had statues, paintings and many other items that reflected a world of long ago.

By the time the session was about to start, there were approximately twenty people sitting around the room- on the sofa, chairs and floor.

Our host/channeler started off with a brief prayer. In a matter of a few minutes, his mannerism and voice had changed. He had channeled a spirit guide of one of the individuals from the group. He began to talk and give messages. The woman, who the spirit was speaking to, appeared very pleased with the messages she was receiving.

For about an hour and a half, the process remained the same- each person receiving messages and carefully writing them down on a piece of paper.

Although I was not expecting anything, I could not stop feeling as the child who did not receive any Christmas gifts, but had to watch others enjoy their presents.

As the session was reaching its final stage, the channeler began speaking in a soft and gentle voice. Upon hearing the voice, my heart started beating faster- as if it was going to explode, and my eyes got teary. For some strange reason, I wanted to cry.

Even though the spirit had not identified the person he was talking to, I knew it was me. There was something extremely familiar about the energy. My inner soul knew who it was.

Suddenly, the spirit said, "Yes, you...you know who I am. You are connected to the Egypt of the past, not of the present." The exact words that were told to me in Cairo. I had forgotten the experience and told no one.

Although I was trying very hard to control myself, a few tears managed to escape.

He started telling me about my life as an Egyptian priest in ancient Egypt, and how I was murdered because of knowledge that I possessed. The method used to cause my demise was strangulation.

Interesting statement, I thought to myself. Ever since I can recall, a tightness around my throat area has always been present.

As he continued to speak, I began to see the various connections between my past and present. Things were beginning to make sense to me. There was no longer a veil in front of me preventing me from seeing beyond.

As the session came to a close, I felt as a renew person. The contact with my spirit friend from ancient Egypt provided me with a new perspective on life.

A few years ago, I went back to Egypt. This time I was not searching for answers, but enjoying the charm and beauty of a mystical place.

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