A Journey To Spiritual Ancient Egypt

Spiritual Ancient Egypt

Whenever I think of Ancient Egypt, the words that come to my mind are mystery, beauty, serenity, abundance and bliss. I think of a place long gone, but not forgotten. A place that remains present in my mind.

From very early on, I felt a strong connection to Ancient Egypt. Although I was not aware of the whys, the feelings were real.

As a young child, I recall going to the museum and visiting the Egyptian exhibition. Each 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 by Cecil B. DeMille. In the movie, there is a scene where Nefertari and Seti are playing a game. My first reaction upon seeing the game was, "I know that game." It was as if I had a flashback of some sort. Could this be a Déjà vu experience?

When I was in my early twenties, I achieved one of my greatest goals- to visit Egypt. My dream had turned 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 lingering in the air. I would close my eyes, and imagine all 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 this mystical place called Egypt. 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." Immediately, after the statement was said, I felt an inner peace spreading all over me.

For some reason, the statement made sense to me. Modern Egypt did not provide the answers that I was looking for. The answers to my questions 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 a spiritual gathering. He had been attending these gatherings for some time; and he was convinced that the man, who conducted the sessions and was a channeler, was genuine.

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 agreed to attend one of the sessions, I had no expectations.

When we arrived, an amiable middle-age man greeted us. 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, approximately twenty people were in attendance. They were sitting on the sofa, chairs and floor.

Our host/channeler started with a brief prayer. Soon after the prayer, his mannerism and voice changed. He had channeled a spirit guide of one of the individuals from the group. He began to talk and give messages to the woman. She 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 sit and 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, and my eyes got teary. For some strange reason, I wanted to cry.

Even though the spirit had not identified the person he was speaking 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 I possessed. The method used to cause my demise was strangulation.

“Interesting statement,” I said to myself. Ever since I can recall, I always felt a slight tightness around my throat area.

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. He was unraveling my obscure past life in front of me.

As the session ended, I felt as a renewed person. The contact with my spirit friend from spiritual ancient Egypt provided me with a new perspective on life.

A few years ago, I went back to Egypt. I enjoyed every moment. I no longer felt the urge to search for answers. My confusion and search had ended. I was visiting a place that was once my home- a place that was long gone, but not forgotten.

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