posted March 21, 2008 08:05 PM         

By Dorthea Cangelosi

Egypt stands out as a great central focus of many past civilizations. Who were Isis and Osiris? Were they Atlanteans who left before the great flood, taking their abilities to a far and distance land and giving birth to a great civilization?

In the temple of Abydos, where the golden disk or Osiris head is buried, are hieroglyphics of Isis conceiving Horus, as a dove landed on her stomach. It was so similar to our own sweet Mary’s conception. There are many legends of spirit coming into form and conceiving a child to bring humanity into spiritual understanding.

Wherever I travel on my path, ancient memories seem to echo feelings of truth and commonality. Denderah, the temple of Hathor, the goddess of healing, is where love, art, compassion were taught, and where the Cleopatras study. There are hieroglyphs of a reptilian being giving the gift of energy. A generator was in the ground and two men were holding huge wands creating energy from the earth. Could this be how the pyramids were constructed, by energy that flowed from the earth to move the great stones and to stack them so precisely?

It was sunset, I stood between the paws of the Sphinx, and the following images and words came into my mind:

Standing in the mist of the pyramids in Giza, in the bright sunlight and blowing sand. A voice from thousands of years ago said, "Welcome, daughter of the light, you were called and you have returned."

I felt a ripple of awakening as I stood. I stared at the face upon the sphinx, it had changed. Once the honor face of Sekmett, now the ego audacity of a pharaoh.

The three main pyramids still stood, diminishing in the wind.

Their astral light shone clear and bright, though their physical appearances did not match my memories of long ago.

I wondered, "Where did the water go, where were the fauna and the vivid green? Why were there no flowers or trees to gleam in the light of Ra?" No voices of love signing, just distant echoes."

So many people running here and there, selling their wares. No one noticing the power of one. Silent watchers, constantly observing all who come.

"Who was I? Why had I come?"

The same voice said, "I called you forth, You are here to remember, awaken and share You are a beacon for others to prepare."

"What you are looking for is buried in the sand, soon it will shift and be revealed again."

"This is the time of clearing yourself, then this land. Ancestors marching hand in hand."

"From the four directions will you come, each one standing bright and strong. Holding the energy for all to see. The wind will blow, and rains will flow, and the seeds of old will sprout again."

"The watchers waiting, listening for the sound of the trumpet to blow. Then all remember, regaining their sight, to join together in the oneness of right."

"Who are you?" I smiled, "Show me your face."

Then Sekmett appeared in the shadows to trace, her silhouette, then her face.

"In the temples of Denderah, the priestesses were trained. From the priesthood of Set, darkness came. They turned light to dark, dark became the truth. Spirals of confusion and illusions, darkening the day."

"Great ones came who spoke the truth, at different times, in distance lands. Saying the same, to love by different names. One by one their messages were changed, strengthening the dark under new names. On the walls of Karnak and Luxor depict the celebrations of old."

"You have slept so long in dissolution, searching for truth whereever you go. Caught up in illusion of struggles and woe, lonely and full of despair, such sadness and sorrow you have known."

"Call forth the names of the ones you love, feeling their strength grow inside you. You are the great ones, and your time is now. We your guardians and guides stand by your side."

"Let go of what hurts you, and flow with the light. The times of illusions and darkness has lost the fight."

I glance around me in the shadow of the sun. I focus on the face of the sphinx. Great brightness flowed. I would return and stand again in my old home land, with new missions in hand.

With great expectancy of this adventure I invite you to join me in physical or spirit form. I will be returning to Egypt in the fall, to help with the relighting of the temples and to set the energy of 11/11 at Mt. Sinai. On this adventure sisters and brothers of mine will join their abilities to clear, clean, and relight the temples. We are at the doorway of the greatest and worse of times.

What we decide every moment will draw the line on where we stand. As was predicted, many would say that they had the truth and the way. I ask you to remember to use wisdom to who you listen to. Trust yourself, for in you lies understanding and the keys of truth.

posted March 22, 2008 04:01 AM         

Awesome Topic, Zanya

I was just writing Sesame, and others about this!

Where do you think the Egyptians came from?