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EGYPT
Part III

Servants
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    "Come on! Come on!," she was yelling.
    But it sounded differently in my dream. Something like, "Yashek, "Yashek!." I wish I could remember. But what I do remember was that I was a woman. A child/woman. I was about 13-17 years of age. The woman that was yelling at me was richly dressed. I think I was a beloved servant of a wealthy family. Because I was dressed in a white dress/cloth with a gold belt and gold jewelry. I was also wearing a gold headband holding back my hair. I was dark complected. Very dark complected. But not African-American. It was my skin was dyed by the sun. It was almost like a laborers.
    I was holding a basket that was made out of something like wicker, and it had something green in it like corn and something soft in it like sheep or goat hair. The scenery around me was definitley Egypt. I can tell by the complexion of myself and the falling pillars. Everything around me was crumbling. Like an earthquake. But I don't remember any water. I can't remember what the floor looked like, but it was a type of white marble or a white, shiny stone (big blocks) and there were Roman soldiers running behind me.
    They were wearing brown leather-like skirts with gold, round buttons on each strap that seemed like it was cut off. They were also wearing some sort of red blanket over their shoulders. Each soldier was carrying one of those famous "Roman soldier hats." The ones with the big red sprouts at the top. It seemed like some of them were holding swords vertically in the air.
    Something like an earthquake was happening and because I was too frightened to move when I saw the Roman's coming up behind me. I wasn't really afraid of them, though. I was more concerned that they would get out unharmed. The last things I can really remeber are the soldiers and my mistress calling out at me. I think I might have died, then. I'm not sure.
    I want to be an Egyptologist. I'm only 13, and when I was reading those Ancient Egypt past lives reports at www.open-sesame.com Something clicked and I started to remember. Remember everything. At the beginning of June, my family and I went to the Musuem of Anthroplogy and Archealogy in Philedelphia. I went to the Lower Egypt Exhibit below the gift shop. The first thing I saw were huge pillars. At first it was exciting, then I was remembering something. I know something happened, but just not what. I've thought about being hypnotized and taping it. When I saw the mummies at the museum it was like my heart sank to my stomach. Thinking about it now I want to cry. When I went to that museum I felt all this love around me, but at the same time I felt this type of pain that I could never go back. - Rachel
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    I can only remember a few things. I can remember being in Rome and in Egypt...I've had some strong dreams about Egypt. I'm not sure if they were dreams or past life memories but here's my favorite one: I was in a temple, I was a servant of a rich person who had died, and it was customary then to bury the help when their masters die (at least I believe so) and I remember there was this big commotion outside, the Romans were coming. And I remember a priest guy telling me to hurry and go into this room so they could close the wall, and I remember me panicking too, I didn't want to die with the lady I served.
    There was another part of that dream that didn't make much sense too....maybe you can help me. I was staring at this ring of skulls, they had this egg-like ball in their mouths with a picture of a country or town and they had the name on it too. As I stared at one in particular it started moving, the ball started flipping, at first it showed a city, it must have been my home because when I read the name I thought of home, and then it flipped to the country (it was in Africa) and then it just started flipping faster and faster. The names I could catch of the places it showed I recognized, however there are no places called those names anymore. Do you know what it means? If it means anything at all? thanks, blessed be  Niki

Temples
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    Hello- I sprained my ankle very bad & it would not heal. When a friend did Reiki (energy healing) on my ankle, a past life memory was released of Egypt--although it wasn't called by that name back then. I was a royal consort and priestess at the Temple of Hathor. The most clear memory I have of the Temple is that there was a channel of water in the center of the temple, surrounded by a walkway. I remember hawks were kept in the temple and flew over this open area. There was an uprising and the temple was sacked--so much violence. I was chased down, and fell on the marble steps. I remember being murdered by the King--he felt it was his duty to kill me, to send a message.  As soon as the memory surfaced, my ankle healed immediately.  Blessings, Lynn
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     Merry Meet, I am writing you about this dream I had. I believe it had to be one of my previous lives.  I was standing in the temple. The temple of mother Isis. The staues were those of the goddess of creation. I walked farther into the entrance of the temple.  I began to look around it was the standard Egpytian classical design. I turned around and looked above the entrance way . there were these wings stretched out and in the middle was some sort of sun disk. next to it there was a skillfully carved symbol of the horus god. as I continued to move through the  entrance i went farther into he temple . It opened into a columned hall, made of what looked like sandstone. unbelievable construction, the classic style of the papyrus styled columns. I walked down what seemed to be a never ending hall, finally coming to a court very open. remember finally being led down some very steep steps, flanked with lion heads, which i remember thinking looked rather out of place rather roman style. the steps lead to the first pylon , all i can remember after that is the sweet lingering smell of insence... Brooke, seattle , wa
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     This is a dream I had a few years ago, and it still haunts me. I truely do not know if this was part of a past life or not. I guess you could say I do think it was part of a past life because I have always been drawn to Egypt. This is the first time I have ever told it. The following is what happened.
     I belonged to a society that worshiped Bast. In return for our devotion we were granted the ability to shift into panthers. I am sitting in a large room of a temple and in the middle of the room is a fire, burning in some kind of large metal container. Beside me is the man I had fallen in love with, my soul mate. He is not a member of the society, and to bring him into the temple is taboo.
     The others are angry that I dared to bring an outsider into the temple. At that moment I felt something strange, something that was evil. I can't remember everything, but I think they had been summoning an evil entity to increase their power because they were not as highly favored by Bast, as I.
     Right then I knew our lives were in mortal danger. I think I pushed over the fire and we ran. As we ran through the temple there were water chanels in the one room. I knew it would be dangerous if my love were to fall in these, but I can not remember what the danger was.
     We ran on and I had hid him some where in the temple, and tried to lead this creature away from him. I can't say that I saw a solid form, it was more like a cloud of darkness full of an emense hate. In my minds eye it resembled a deformed feline, that was deformed and void of shape for it's greed and hate.
     I was so afraid. In my fear I nearly forgot the one thing that could save me, my faith in the goddess. In reply to my prayers I was told to dive deep into the channels, where they merged. I knew I would die, but I had no choice.
     I dove into the waters, and as soon as I went under I expressed the most painfl loss I had ever felt. I had lost part of myself. I also had a sense that my sacrifice destroyed all of the others, who had strayed from Bast, and the creature. I do not know what happened to my love because I woke up at that moment.
     As I had laid there in bed I could still feel the sadness of my dream and the part of me that was missing. To this day I have never had such a vivid dream as the one I have Written above. I don't know if I am crazy to think it was a past life or not. If anyone knows about past lives I would appreciate your input. Or if anyone else has had similer dreams I would be glad to hear from you. - Wendybird
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    When I was about 15 I had this dream in which I was a hand maiden for the temple of Isis. It was a funeral procession and there were many young girls like me in a double line following the priests and priestesses. We all were in white Egyptian dresses and carrying the Lotus blossoms. Everywhere you could hear chanting. I get the feeling that a pharaoh had died.
    Then many years later I dreamed again of egypt. I was a priestess in the temple. My lover had just left. our affair was over. I was in such emotional pain. I went outside and looked at the full moon and raised my arms and called on all the gods to bring him back.
    It was strange because I was her but not in her. I was looking down on all of this from above. I looked different, taller and slimmer. I was wearing a royal blue dress which was straight and close fitting. I had on a gold collar, and arm bands. I wore a black wig with a gold band encircling it. Then I woke up. I have always been drawn to Egypt. As soon as I learned to read, I started studying the Egyptian Gods, and the ancient religion. I don't know if these were past life glimpses but after all these years both dreams are crystal clear.  -  D-Taylor

Egypt:
Part I - Part II -
Part III: Pharaohs, Other Royalty, Servants, Temples, Tombs

Part IV: Poison, Priest/esses