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EGYPT
Part IV
Poison
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1. Egypt
I recall bathing a high member of the royal
family,
a little girl. And that I was a servant. I remember when I
was old and she was enthroned. I knew someone was trying to poison her
and it was a high chance of drinking her drink to die at this one
occassion.
I was ready to die for her. I drank the wine and looked at her
and
could feel the poison enter me and died under her caring gaze.
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Like others i have had dreams and "visions" of
what i know is my past life, I know that is was in egypt, i do not know
the exact time period, but i do carry great sadness. I would love to be
able to place when this was, and share all of my dreams but i would be
writing for at least an hour. I have many but i thought i would start
with
the first dream i had at the early age of 6. Many dreams follwed, as if
each dream was going backwards to show a line of events, but this
was the first.
It was evening and i had retired to my room,
and slept. i was wakened by sounds outside my room in the corridor, so
i got up and walked to my door, i peered out into the corridor and saw
a man..i knew him and he appeared to be an important figure in egypt.
(i
say this because of his clothing, his jewelry etc..) i thought
him
to be drunk he was leaning against the walls and stumbling around, so i
went to help him, telling him he must lay down and rest, then he just
fell
to the flooring. i knelt down and saw that something was seriously
wrong,
and started calling out..at first no one heard and then a young slave
girl
came running..she saw the horror and ran to get help. i was on my knees
leaning over this man, and weeping, crying out in anguish..i knew that
they had murdered him..and that he drank of death. that was
the first of many dreams and visions..they are mixed with great sadness
and some have overwhelming joy. I hope to find someone to talk with...
- Sunnie
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About 11 or 12 years ago, a friend, hypnotized
me and put me into a trance because I had a severe headache, and
nothing
would help. While she was "monitoring" me with a suspended crystal, I
began
to see and feel the following.
I was a member of some sort of foreign
"delegation",
visiting Ancient Egypt. I am not sure where we were from, or exactly my
designation. We were ushered into a large room to meet with a high
official,
but probably not the Pharaoh. While the main delegates were conversing
with the officials and translators, I stood back and checked out the
surroundings.
I happened to see a large open doorway, leading to a large open garden.
Sort of the hanging garden type. From where I was I could see that
someone
was watching us. I was drawn to see who it might be, so I walked up a
few
steps and out into the "covered" garden.
At first, I could not see anyone, because the
drastic light was too bright compared to the darkness of the inside.
Yet
as my eyes were able to adjust, I saw a figure. A young woman. Possibly
16 years of age or more. Dressed in a long white gown, she was the most
breathtaking sight I have ever seen, before or since. We could not even
converse, yet we were able to "understand" one another. We sat and
exchanged
verbal and hand signs to try to communicate.
Anyway, to try to condense all that I
experienced,
I must say, that I "saw, felt, heard, smelled, and tasted", all these
feelings.
At a large banquet, all of us "delegates" were treated to a great
feast.
Until, I started feeling dizzy, and sick. The other "delegates" were
reeling
back as if I had some terminal sickness. I was rushed to, what I would
call some sort of temple, where I was put upon a large stone slab,
"exam
table". There I was given all sorts of "aromatherapy" and odd liquids
to
drink. The worst part was, while I was re-experiencing this, I was
really
feeling sick, and sweating terribly. All this time my friend is asking
me questions, that I am answering while laying down, in a trance. While
I am on the stone slab, my fever begins to break, I actually do start
to
feel better. I can still "feel" two of the priests helping me to sit
up,
and I can still recall the look of my "princess", standing at the foot
of the slab. I can still feel the intense love between us, as she
walked
towards me. I have never felt such intense love before, or ever since.
It has been 12 years, and I still want to find out who she was. Who she
may be, now. I still try to remember to words I uttered, as my friend
wrote
them down. They were all in a foreign tongue. "ahrishakada", is all I
can
recall. I do want to find her, again. - Michael, Atlanta
<>Priest/esses
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Hi there - First, great idea to have a past
life memory bank. I would like to see it healthier though :-) Okay,
I've had these memories since childhood but they were vague and hazy, i
thought not much of them. At times they are heightened and I experience
them more vividly. I'm still researching what all the triggers are to
see if i can find some more solid information and get to the bottom of
all this!
Egypt:- Earliest memory, probably around
the age of 11. There is my mother helping me get ready for the
ceremony, it was a rite of passage of sorts. We (the young
ones) were to go through a series of trials chosen by the elder
priests and warrior types, specific to the individual being tested.
Having a twin brother, we were given the same trials, some involved
competiton between the two of us. The last of which we were to walk a
corridor with snakes in it blindfolded, when one was about to strike at
my brothers ankle I dived and caught it somehow.
I was taken in by the priesthood of the chaos
gods to be trained in the arts of medicine, magic and
warfare; he was raised by the military. During that time, I was
tattooed on the eyelids, right eye of horus, the protector and restorer
of divine order. The left, a mark like three stalactites, references to
the "destroyer" which my brother also received. After many
years I was given the position of bodyguard for the pharaoh. Wouldn't
be able to tell you his name, but I can tell you he believed himself to
be the incarnation of Amun. Much of the languages spoken were not
Egyptian, i believe this to be more archaic.
I survived wars and miraculously kept the pharaoh
alive for quite some time. This was until my brother got himself caught
with one of the pharaoh's wives, I was charged with it and exiled. The
pharaoh died within a few months. Well, that's one in a very shortened
and chronological form.
* I am not sure if I have ever had a true past life
memory, but I do know that ever since an extremely young age I have
been fascinated with the Ancient Egyptian culture. I would read
for hours about it on end right after I learned to read. I studied it,
I pretended it, I wanted to go there. I do believe my obsession with
this beautiful country may relate to a past life. I look at this
fascination along with my horrible fear of beetles and my extreme draw
to the mystic arts leads me to believe I may have been a priestess at
one point. Also my great love for cats and their grace and beauty leads
me to believe I may have been a priestess in the Temple of Ubastet. The
fear relates to my thinking that my death had something to do with bugs
and most importantly scarabs. I would love to look in to this more but
i am unsure of how.
* Hey. My name's Zack and I'm 18. I've
always
remembered
my past lives, but I've never really thought of my earlier past lives
until
quite recently. Out of my 234 recorded past lives, the one that now
stands
out the most as being a turning point for me spiritually is my memories
of being a priest in Egypt around 3400ish years ago. I remember serving
under a pharaoh whom I now believe was Amenhotep III, as I recognise
his
name (heiroglyphics). During this time I was only a young priest, but I
remember becoming high-ranked over time. I remember the rise of Atenism
by Akhenaten (oh my, another 'Akhenaten'-past-life enthusiast, right?
haha).
I remained an obscure High Priest-figure through the 20-someodd years
of
Atenism (I have a suspicion that I was a cousin of Akhenaten) and
remained
a somewhat interested follower of proto-monotheism afterwards. I died
at
a ripe age of around 63, though my memories of that period in my life
are
more shaded, and almost always pertain to the desert. It makes me
believe
that I may have been exiled or chose to leave Egypt, or simply wandered
away in senility. The most striking thing about this memory is my
recognition
of Akhenaten and the way that I've always refered to him as 'My king,
my
god' since I was a child. This is one of my most clear memories, and
perhaps
a turning point in my spiritual path. Anyway, that's about it! Blessed
be!
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I like others that have posted, am a child of
Egypt. I know that is where my soul began its spiritual journey. I do
not
remember my first couple of lives. I do remember the I believe to be my
7th life. I was a priestess in the service of Bast. I was highly
respected among the other priestess'. I had long flowing black hair, a
fair olive-like complexion,and was very thin. I have had visions of
this
life for several years now and I know the visions to be true. In my
visions
i cannot see my face. I do, however, see a shrine to Bast in an
enclosed
area. The feeling that i get is that not every priestess is allowed
into
this room. I am not sure what that feeling means.
I am interested in finding anyone that was in
service
to the Goddess Bast in Egypt between 5000 B.C and 2000 B.C.
Blessed Be Children of Egypt.
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I am trying to locate others who have lived
before
in Egypt. I believe that i was in the service of Bast, as a priestess,
and that for some reason I was punished for some misdeed, for which to
this day I still have no idea what happened. But I was not the only one
punished. My Platonic soul mate who is still a very close friend and
mentor
today, was also punished at the same time. This was roughly well before
the roman invasion, possibly 2000 to 5000 BC. If anyone can help me it
would be greatly appreciated. -Leeanthur
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I am a wiccan, and never really thought about
reincarnation until I became one. I was reading how Old Souls sometimes
have a intense love or feeling for the country in which they lived in
their
previous life. Then I read how they know things about their past home
without
needing to be told or read it, and how they sometimes have dreams and
flashes
of their past life. Well I have been fiercly interested in Ancient
Egypt
since I learned to read, and know more about it than anyone could
believe.
Also, nearly every night, I dream of walking over sand dunes and into a
huge temple, made of stone. I see hieroglyphics, figures of a
woman,
(who I now know to be Isis) torches, censers with burning incense, and
I see people dressed in long white robes and shoulder-length black
wigs.
I am seeing everything from the eyes of a person, and I am convinced it
is me. I read about when archaelogists make a new discovery, and I
already
know. I know many Isis chants, other names for her, and proper
offerings
and times of worship. The dreams are never the same, and I am sure they
are snapshots of my past life as an Egyptian Priestess.
I don't think they come to me in any order, for
one plain and obvious reason: I saw my death in a vision in July. I was
walking through a narrow hall, and I could hear footsteps on the sandy
stone behind me. I turned around, and saw a man, who had in his
right
hand a dagger. The handle was very ornamented, and I remember thinking
that he had been in the ritual chamber. I see him raise the
dagger,
and then I realize what he means to do and try to run, but he is too
fast
and catches ahold of my wrist. He looks angry, and I think, "What
did I do?" just before he raises the dagger again and stabs me in the
chest,
just below the collarbones. Then it as if I am watching as a
third
person, but I think it is that my soul had already left my body.
Just before the vision ended, I see the man bend down and drive the
blade
into my chest, above my heart. This was so shocking to me, I
immediately
snapped out of it. ~Jessica
Egypt:
Part I - Part
II -
Part III:
Pharaohs,
Other Royalty, Servants, Temples, Tombs
