Nile

I received this in the first year of living in Luxor, Egypt. (6th June 2012). I was living in the large village of Qurna, on the west bank of the Nile. (The other side is Luxor). It was a tumultuous period and there were times I thought I could not bear it any longer. It was an alien world to me, and I was living in a way I had never experienced before, with people I did not understand, and who did not understand me. On any level. Yet, I was aware that I had karmic ties there; a rebalancing that was necessary. Much of the difficulty stemmed from this awareness. The ‘past’ energies were very present and yet the ‘present’ was completely different, and yet not different at all. Times had not changed in all the centuries, but with the advent of electricity, mobile phones, televisions, tourists and concrete and brick buildings, everything was growing in a different direction. Yet, from another perspective, it was the perfect place to heal, and I learned to see the beauty and potential there.

But it did take time…

I was also aware that Egypt was to experience a renewal. It was to become the garden of Eden again although this would take many years. The number of healers and earthworkers installing the new codes in Egypt, and resurrecting the old ones – the ones that need to be resurrected – are doing this work. That was why I was there. My job was to clear away the old and then anchor new templates, preparing the grid for the ruby energies of the Mother to flow into,- when the time was right. This would bring love, and the balance of the divine masculine and the Divine feminine, just as it had been in the past.

It was very hard work. My guides, however, were constantly reassuring me, giving me information to help me understand what on earth I was doing there, literally. The information I received (below) is also for those healers who are doing, and have done, the work of realigning and anchoring. Change takes years and sometimes those changes are not what we would like them to be. But, as I was constantly reminded: ‘All is in Divine Order’.

This is what my guides told me:

“You entered this world with one intention: that of anchoring the consciousness of the Divine Feminine in harmony with the Ray of Service. This would ensure that those of you born under the sign of Divine Potential would bring both Light, and Solace, to the masses, each in your own individual way. To do this you sacrificed your own personal needs, and desires, to support the energies that would change the nature of reality itself. You gave up ‘Love’ in favour of soulful service; you gave up ‘wealth’ in favour of thriving and surviving; and you gave up ‘hope’ in favour of possibility. These sacrifices have not been in vain.

“You see all around you, in everything you do, the note of Service and Potential, and in every way, you do your best to meet the requirements of the situations in which you find yourselves. This is no easy task, we know, but we assure you that this service is needed and desired by all those alive on this planet, at this time, even if they are unaware of it.

“So keep up the good work and know that the Keys to Heaven, through the Star Gates, have enabled thousands to access their Divine Selves. You who are born in service, have opened these gates so all who are ready can step through and experience a completely new ‘Living’ potential, one which has not been achieved so far. And it is you, the Ones who sacrifice their own needs to serve the Whole, who will look back and feel the Joy of the connection which all those souls now experience for the first time. A connection you have enjoyed for many centuries.

“So be glad to carry the flame into Humanity’s future and be glad also that you were part of this huge awakening, never before experienced by Humanity in its journey of evolution. Put all else behind you now and know that the seeds are planted and a new life is about to be lived by all.”

Another message I received in 2012:

“An open wound lies at the heart of Egypt. A wound festering with rot and putrefaction. This wound was caused by the dark thoughts and deeds of those in the past who desired power at all costs. They wished for nothing more than the ultimate control of an entire region. This desire for control has cost the lives of many people and continues to do so for this wound rots more and more each day, cutting off the life-force of those who live here. Without this life-force nothing can survive for long, which is why you see a dying nation before your eyes. It will not be long before the country will fall into the wrong hands. The hands of those who would be only too happy to take the reins of power and control the people once again. Mercy is on their lips but the fire of hate is in their hearts.

“This is why it is imperative that you continue your sojourn in the lands of Khemit and that you continue to learn the old ways, paving the way for the new to enter and for the life-force to be slowly reignited in the hearts of the people, for they will lose their power yet again. They will be left wanting. The only solution here is in the reinstatement of the Divine Mother energies into their hearts. It is the only way that life can be assured. The rivers are running dry now and soon will be dried up river beds so the water needs to be made to flow in the veins of the earth once more.

“We bequeath to you now the ability to bring the Water’s of Life to the shores of evil. It will be like a mighty ocean wave that slowly builds, nearly unnoticed, until one day it will become a mighty, unstoppable wave of power and life, bringing succour and hope to the people. We bequeath to you also the desire to create a fountain of life where all can enjoy the benefits of this energy, a place where love and joy, intermingled with life and creation can be experienced, bringing a new wave of light to the world of the East. A wave of love so profound that to experience it will change their lives forever.

“Let this be so now and do our bidding as we guide you. For you will have to walk in the dark places to get this gift and to plant the seeds, just as you have been doing. And one day, these gifts will be shared with all those who desire to plant these seeds in the other dark places of the world.

“Let this be your task now. Feel it and see it and let it guide your footsteps, for it is a long journey but one which ultimately will mean safety and love for an entire region.

“We leave you now to peruse our words. Go in peace sister.

The masters of Light.”

28 June 2012

“Vestiges remain of what was once fertile ground in this valley. Vestiges, which, when once more discovered, can bring fertility to the entire region of Upper Egypt, as it was in days of old.

“It only remains to be seen how this will be accomplished.

“During your days of isolation ponder this: in times gone by there were many such fertile crescents, and there in lies a clue as to their whereabouts! These crescents were designed by us to be areas of distinct human experience. Areas which fostered much growth and awareness within the inhabitants who resided therein. These areas now lie in fallow places and to look on them none would know that once these places were places of immense beauty and life. Places where people’s lives were touched by the Divine in their every making moment; places where the forces of creation resided, side by side, with the inhabitants; places that reflected beauty and shone a light out into the world; places where equality was the norm and segregation unheard of.

“There is one such place known to you as Solomon the Wise’s temple. This place straddled two great empires and within these empires the place you know as Baghdad was once a fertile crescent of such beauty as to be unimagined in your current time. This temple was a creation of immense magnitude, a creation unbounded by walls and pillars but created of love and wisdom shining a light into the whole of the area you now know as Saudi Arabia and Israel. Once these two great lands were ‘sisters’, joined in a bond of love and creation, places where none knew drought or starvation, for the goddess and her light shone brightly there.

“Only when the forces of light became overshadowed by the forces of the dark did this region begin to struggle and life became a daunting task indeed. It became a place of death, and not of life, for that is what occurs when the Mother no longer holds sway in her land. Between the two lands now lies a barrier. A barrier which must be removed and the ancient past once again renewed. Only in this action can the love of the Mother regain her rightful place in this world.

“Now that you are here, you can see which way the land lies, and which direction you must take in order to restore the ancient one to her throne. For she needs the aid of human helpers and devotees to reinstall the sacred codes of life and love and creation.

“Try this: it will aid you in your far memories of this place in times of old.

“Dig deep into the annals of history bound within the stone walls of Nineveh’s’ tombs. You will know this place once you have found it. Buried within its walls lies a mystery and the keys to the mysteries need to be inserted before the secrets can be revealed. You have been given the keys so now all it takes is for you to travel to this place with your loved one and remind the walls of what they were designed to do. With the keys you hold you will release the sacred codes which will allow you to reveal the mysteries. (still haven’t done this and have no idea how! But when the time is right…)

“As is usual we will provide you with the means to this work so all will be well, never fear. For now go about your work and we will begin the downloads which will allow you to ‘remember’ the sacred rites of release. This will happen over a period of time, so relax, and go with any changes you feel and all will be well. Live well in this world and do not fear that you are not on the right track for this land is a dark one and sorely needs the light of the Mother to break its bonds and release her back into the world once more. The Masters of Time.

“Let us intervene here. Tonight, as you are beginning to go into sleep remind yourself of what it is you hope to achieve here. Remind yourself that you are a vessel, holding light of the Divine Mother, so that all who come into contact with her will prosper and thrive. Remember too, to hold your light steady in the midst of the darkness for only in doing so can you hope to remain here. Remember your sacred oath to help this land when its need was great. You will need all your strength to hold yourself steady for the time is fast approaching when the forces of dark threaten those of the light in this area. Remind yourself daily that none can touch you or harm you and all will be well in your world.

“Do not fear oblivion, but walk tall and straight, and allow none to diminish your light. For you are the light here, the eternal, everlasting light of the Mother. When you return to England’s’ shores, return with the light of the Divine in your hands, and anchor it strongly there beneath your feet. It will help you as you build your light center, and the means to sustain yourselves through the dark storms of humanity’s trial. For it will be a trial, and there will be many who will come to your door seeking nourishment. Give it freely and when the light once again returns to Egypt there will many who will remember your kindnesses and will repay you well. Live in the light now and fill yourself with it daily. Never fear, Love is here.”

I spent ten years in Egypt doing energywork and am now back in the UK doing the same. Building the Light-center. But the center is an ancient place, not a modern center as we think of it. It was always a center of light, built by the ancients and maintained as a place of balance of wisdom. When I received this channelling, I did not understand what they meant. Now, it is clearer. Many things are clearer now. I had forgotten many of these words my guides gave me in Egypt, and there are many more. At the time they did not make much sense, but twelve years on, they are beginning to.

Ninevah Jonah’s Tomb

We were finally given our instructions to go to St. Catherine’s Hill to conclude the lessons of the Spring rites. I wondered why that day had been chosen, a week into the month of May, especially as the 1st of May has always been the traditional day for celebrating the Spring ritual. Perhaps it was because the sun was shining, or maybe it lay in the influence of the stars, or… who knows? I don’t question the instructions. I am simply the witness, the learner, the student.

On the drive there, having picked up a Freecycled chicken coop, I received messages about Mary Wollstonecraft, and the rise of Feminine power. I could feel this power. It was not the rise of women who used male power models as their own, but a true feminine power. However, I didn’t quite understand what this had to do with the Rites of May. I was still no clearer by the end of the day!

We parked along Five-Bridges Road and walked towards the River Itchen. It was important that we came from this direction, rather than the canal end, which was not only full of parked cars but also because the canal was man-made. But I knew, before we came, that we had to be close to the river. When we got to the bridge over the Itchen, it made sense. I had already been told to bring a bottle of water, for an essence, so when prompted, I opened the bottle.

As I stood watching the river flowing towards me, the clouds and blue skies reflected in the water, the fish symbol flowed into my centre (behind my navel). I saw a hand popping a young fish into the bottle I held in my hands. The fish is the symbol of male fertility as it flows through the water and on a previous earth-working with the river, Chris, Eartha and I had anchored that energy to the river from the Brooks centre in Winchester.

So, with bottle in hand, infused with the male energy of the river, we followed the path to St. Catherine’s Hill. It was a lovely sunny day and as we walked, I could smell nettles, Angelica, and May blossom. My sense of smell seemed more sensitive than usual, making the walk so much more pleasant. We stopped briefly at the canal lock where the water was rushing through it like a waterfall, creating a mist of cool moist air, then we made our way up the steps to St. Catherine’s Hill.

Chris had the remnants of a cold so he stayed beside the river while I headed upward to the summit. It isn’t a mountain, but it felt like one! My thigh muscles burned and my hip complained mightily, but I knew this had to be done if I wanted to understand the significance of the hill to our ancestors. I need to walk up hills more often!

As I reached the innermost bank, I saw the creative energy in the center of the hill, in the form of a dragon. I heard myself call the dragon awake and watched as it emerged from the ground beneath where the remains of St. Catherine’s Church lay. As the dragon pulled itself from the earth, it shook the soil from its great wings, surfacing eventually and taking flight above the hill. Its colour was a combination of gold and red, making it look nearly orange. I haven’t seen one this colour before, two colours combined in this way. It was beautiful. Once again, I heard myself call the dragons to awaken, to take flight, to soar in the air. This felt like a resurrection of sorts.

I walked towards the top of the hill, and into the beech tree copse which now had new Spring leaves open, creating shifting patterns on the floor below. I had an impulse to pour some of the Itchen water in my bottle onto the rise in the centre, bringing the fertile river, energetically, to the hill, connecting them both. I was told to infuse the water in my bottle with the energies of the hill and so I tuned in and watched to see the energies move into the water. Now, along with the fertility of the water, it also contained the heart of St, Catherine’s Hill.

An energy band came from the left of me, then another one came from the east. The western one was masculine and the eastern one, female. They flowed into me and then rose in twin columns high into the air, through my head, where they coiled upwards together like a candy-cane. I waited until that was stable and wandered around the top of the hill, but saw no more. Until, walking out of the clearing, I heard a woman’s voice say: ‘Join with us, sister.’

I turned to look back into the trees, and saw a circle of young women holding hands, and dancing in an anticlockwise direction around the centre of the hill. They were dressed in while linen and all had a circlet of May flowers around their heads.

Inside their circle, dancing in a clockwise direction, were the young men. Circles within circles, sunwise and widdershins. The pair who had been chosen to hold the creative energies for the year, and who represented the male and female energies of creation, appeared in the centre of the dancing circles. They did not participate in the dance but appeared to be ‘holding’ the energies that the dancers were building.

When they had completed their dance, both groups of dancers moved in a line and took their place behind each of the pair, the girls in one line, the boys in another. Then they moved forwards, following their leader in a procession, separating once they had reached the outer limit of the hilltop. The girls moved east, and the boys west, still in a line, moving to the eastern and western bottom of the hill where they encircled the base of the hill and re-joined, taking the energy down to the flood-plain.

The rites were complete and they would spend the night feasting and celebrating.

Once I had witnessed this, I walked back towards the outer boundary, but glanced back towards the summit and saw a huge flame burning, the same colour as the dragon, red and gold. I heard the words: ‘the flame burns for another year’.

Reaching the inner bank of the hill, the dragon appeared again. It was only visible from the bank, for some reason, as I had not been aware of it while I was inside the trees. But now, it was large and alive, and I was told to open the essence bottle. This large dragon then popped a miniature version of itself into the water and once it was inside, I replaced the cap.

I returned to the river, where Chris was waiting, and we walked back the way we had come. When we were crossing the river again, I was instructed to pour some of this essence back into the water, completing the circle of fertility.

The most important aspect of this entire season’s learning, from February through to May was the marriage of water and earth. The Hill, the pregnant mound of the Mother, marries the water energies of the River to maintain the fertility of the land, so that food was assured for the coming season. In the past, the Itchen overflowed at certain of the years, bringing fertile silt from up-river. This reminds me of the Nile flooding, when rituals like this were also carried out at the Temple below the great pyramid. Many sacred Mother sites, to do with fertility, were connected to a river. Stonehenge, Stanton Drew, and of course, Winchester, etc.

The observance of these rites kept the energy flowing, each element dancing together. There was no sense of male energy, or female energy, being more important than the other, but a recognition of the necessary interplay between the two. To our detriment, we have lost this understanding but perhaps it is time we resurrected it, like the dragon.