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I lived in dynastic Egypt. I believe that this life took place during the reign of Seti I, during the 19th Dynasty, around 1800 BC. In this experience, my current Grandmother was my sister. It is interesting because since birth, my grandmother has read books on Egypt to me and her love for Egypt still continues to this day. In this experience, I worked with animals as a Vet.

Before this, although I know I lived lives inbetween, I am aware of a life I lived, again, in Egypt. This time it was a prehistoric life lived during 10,500 BC. It was also during this period when, believe it or not, fleeing Atlanteans came into Egypt and began to make preperations for the placing of the "Hall of Records". In this life, I believe I was exiled with Ra Ta, the high priest and teacher of the period.


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Egyptian recognition by both of my sons

When my older son, now 16, was 3 he glanced up at the TV which was displaying a shot of the statues at the entrance to the temple at Karnak.

All of a sudden, this serious look of recognition came onto his face and he said a single word that was definitely not from the English in his vocabulary at the time.

I could kick myself for trusting I would remember it indefinitely but it wasn't a word I'd ever heard, but had an Egyptian ring to it. Like hachetra or nevuta but I can't say anymore. He immediately returned to bouncing around in typical 3 year old fashion, and it was the last time this occurred for him.

My second son had much the same experience when about 3, where he passed by the TV (I love the Discovery Channel) and saw a shot of the Giza pyramids. He said matter of factly, "we we're there" then jumped back to his relentless 3 year old state of being.

I haven't talked to them about this but I am sure that the veil parted briefly in both cases.

Brad

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Egyptian apprentice

Yesterday I had a re-memorization of a previous life as an apprentice in Egypt, namely the contents of the Book of Thoth.

As far as I can remember (the images and ideas were much more detailed and strong while I was in the semi-trance) it told about our arrival from the stars and the many paths we'd have to take until we were ready to return.

The Egyptian gods were icons of each path, such as pain, pleasure, abundance, shortage, matter, spirit. In few words, kind of an old version of the Genesis. The tree meant the different ways (branches) and the fruit (not an apple) illumination. It was forbidden because it could only be eaten at the end of the path.

The icons also worked as counselors during the travel. At any time we'd be able to consult each of them, but the choice of the god would be random, something like the Tarot we know. But the messages wouldn't be the same, as the cards provide nowadays.

My memories from that particular life are scarce... I remember the room we met to the classes, it was small, humid and hot.

We stood there looking at the golden drawings over a lapis-lazuli wall. I remember we belonged to the order of the triangle. I also remember the drawing of Horus.

Now the Book of Thoth came back to mind, and it was a mix of History and guide. The first part was about our origin, the stars, and the path we had to follow to return. Then the book became a sort of I-Ching or Tarot.

We could anytime get advices. I can't remember how, but the god (as icons) could answer differently. The History part resembles a lot with the Genesis, probably it influenced the myth of lost Paradise, the tree of knowledge and the branches representing the paths we all had to walk. Each path had an icon, Horus, Anubis etc., meaning pain, pleasure, defeats, matter, spirit and so on.

I died young, in my 20's.

Stil
 
Egypt in 3500 BC


Hi *S*S


I thought I would open this thread for discussion regarding ANY past life memories, thoughts regarding such, and research anyone has found that validates their experience with the ancient Egyptians.


I lived around the year 3500 BC.

8/18/92
My meditation today led me to Egypt. I first entered into the light; it was a swirling beautiful purple and blue light in my inner vision. It felt as though my consciousness was moving through time and space and I soon found myself walking through a garden. This garden area was square shaped, open at the top and laid out in the middle of what seemed like a temple (thematic) school. The garden area was in the center. As I walked through the garden I noticed there were pillars which held up the porch walk ways. These pillars were shaped liked reeds at the top.


I know I am undergoing a very intense education which seems to be focused on inner knowing and self awareness. I looked down and I am a young woman of about fourteen years old. I know that I am studying very hard and that I am in a very elite school. I feel very proud to be there."
 
Two Egyptian lifetimes - Scribe and Initiate in the Temple of Horus

I have lived two lives that I remember in Egypt, one more vividly and excitedly than another may I add.

In one of the life's I was an Egyptian scribe around 1350BC, in the other I also lived around 3500BC and was an Initiate in the Temples of Horus...I thought I'd throw a meditation experience in here also.....

19/11/00

I found myself outside looking up to the night’s sky, I immediately sensed it was Egypt and the sky was the most beautiful hue of midnight blue, the stars were so clear and in their trillions all around shining and sparkling above, I sensed others around me, and I felt a presence close to my side, but I did not look down from the sky, we seemed to be waiting for something…then a bright white light appeared in the sky above our heads, I saw it float majestically down towards us then found myself walking in a procession of priestesses. We walked in two’s along a tunnel in what I felt was a pyramid, I got the feeling of descending downwards quite far, we were all dressed in long floating garments of white, attached to our shoulders by what I could see as great gold wings, and I saw gold bands encircling everyone’s heads….next I felt myself in a room, as it opened up, the ceiling rose upwards like an enormous chimney, I felt energy vibrating all around me and I was aware of someone important behind me as I watched the lights twisting and moving around in the chimney, at that point I almost felt like I shed my human body, I felt like I declothed it like a robe and rose to entwine with all the light and energy in the room, the feeling was amazing and I could feel my whole body vibrate.

Next I saw myself outside during the daytime, I was in some kind of garden and was standing in the centre with two other friends, we were all dressed in white and were busily chattering happily - I felt a deep bond between us all, I heard the birds and felt warm winds and breezes brush my face as we chattered away, I believe we were discussing the events of the night before.


Kelly
 
Holographic experience regarding Egypt


I had an interesting view of the Hologram and a shifting of perception in a meditation I did while I was here regarding Egypt!

....... something interesting happened -- I saw several glimpses of hieroglyphics sculpted inward not outward. They seemed to shift and move from one form of language into another. It was elongated and looked kind of like Hebrew -- something like that but very elongated script!
This ancient writting was actively moving OUT from the hieroglyphs!


Then I was outside, it was 3500 BC and I was looking at the suns reflection as it shone on the outside of the Limestone surface of the Great Pyramid. There were heiroglyphs on the surface of the limestone and as the sun hit the images it too began to move and change form into the other script! Rapidly!


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Today (two days later) I was going to the Museum and guess what I found? The script I saw was from the first dynasties...it was another form of their language -- just a different way to write it! I was so jazzed when I saw it people around me must have thought I was nuts! LOLOLOL


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I got other glimpses ---Once I saw a small room -a woman with shear wrappings around her and her head leading me down to a tunnel or walk way into a room, it was used for storage and documents, many jars were there.


Once I felt a very nice vibration and a glowing light through out my body.


Then from many angles I began to see the black dog (much symbolism here but will have to tell later) He was laying down on a gold platform, I was reminded to think of Anubis "as my brother."


I asked during the end of my meditation "Why I was not able to find the LIGHT -- to remember fully this time?" Was it lack of focus or intentions? Or just being busy. Suddenly I was in the center of a rapidly moving tunnel that went on for what seemed like forever in both directions. In the tunnel and all around me where sections of the hologram that showed my life now - and in the near future..lecturing, working, w/children, doing what I do best. And more -- much more than what I have done.


Suddenly my answer was extended to past lives, and I viewed many all at once like fractions of little movies. I saw a woman, my aunt in India in one, I couldn't reach her, my Feelings were of sorrow, that I died so soon, then I looked into another section, suddenly I was sucked into it! GADDDD Sirens going off, screaming fear, bombs...air raid! Emotional trauma! It was World War II in Italy! My last life.


I was in each of these scenes, but my SOUL stood in the center! My soul could experience all of this in the now! I am aware of the need to change/ heal my emotions, my feelings in the now in order to help ALL ASPECTS of myself today! PAST PRESENT and FUTURE!
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The Priestess and the Pharoah

In July - 1994 I did a meditation and an interesting situation with a Pharaoh surfaced. I was a priestess in the temples at Gizeh, I was still in training, although I was about 18 years old, full initiation didn't take place until an initiate was 33 years old. I was standing in the light watching a ceremonial rite take place.
I found myself quite aware of energy, light and other's thoughts. I was being trained to use telepathy as a means of communication. Before me, I could see the Pharaoh -- adorned in his majestic golden crown enlaid with precious jewels. It curled at the end on top and he sat in a beautiful throne up on a platform.


WHat was funny, was that as I was looking at him, I became very aware of his immaturity, yet he was about 32 years old. He pretended to be "enlightened" but he wasn't. I could read his thoughts and the initiates from the temple bothered him. He was intimidated that I could "see" his true being. He was not very wise either. I tried very hard not to giggle in his presence. I found the whole thing rather amusing - here was the KING - all in his immature majesty.
 
18th Dynasty Pharoah Thutmose IV

When I was 7 years old (1959)I was watching our old black & white TV when a Popeye the Sailor cartoon came on. He was at the pyramids/Sphinx.

All of a sudden the screen opened up into a vast technicolor panorama. Suddenly I seemed to be IN the picture.

I looked down at my feet & can remember to this day the elaborate jewel encrusted gold thong type sandals on my feet. Around my neck was a heavy gold collar, also richly jeweled. The body I was in seemed to be a slender young man wearing a white kilt-type garment.

I was standing between the feet of the Sphinx, talking to a middle aged bald man in a black robe, fastened at one shoulder, and giving him instructions on what should be inscribed on a large black stone resting between the Sphinx's feet.

Then, just as suddenly as it had come, it was gone. Bewildered, I asked my mother "What was THAT?" Not imagining what I had just experienced, she replied with some motherly platitude. After that I made it my business to find out all I could about that strangely familiar place where the Pyramids were. I had several of those experience as a child whatching that old TV when something about Egypt was on. Always I would find myself INSIDE a technicolor panorama.

As I got older & could read, I devoured James Henry Breasted's book A History of Egypt. In it I discovered that there was an 18th Dynasty Pharoah named Thusmose IV who had done exactly what I had experienced at 7 yrs. old. The story is that he was out in the desert hunting one day & fell asleep in the shade of the Sphinx which was at that time nearly covered over with sand. While sleeping there he dreamed that the sun god Ra came to him (the Sphinx was believed to be sacred to this god) & promised Thutmose that should he have the sand cleared from off his body & restore his worship there, that he would make him Pharoah. Awakening from his dream, he at once ordered the sand to be cleared away. In due course he became Pharoah, though he had several older brothers. When he became Pharoah he ordered a huge black granite stele to be placed between the Sphinx's feet recording his remarkable vision. The priests of Ra wore black robes.

Also I have had many dreams about his lifetime, and my journey through the Egyptian afterlife. In one particularly vivid dream I am a young man walking through a palace garden. I approach a fat high priest in a leopard robe & know he is an enemy. (The priests of Amun wore leopard skin robes.) I tell him I have come to see my father. Our exchange is not cordial.

I pass him & continue down a large hallway. I come to two huge doors of solid gold carved with pictures of my father in battle smiting Egypt's enemies. I enter the chamber & greet my father. He is a large man, with a thick muscular body sitting in a chair with golden lion heads carved on the arms.

He complains about his teeth, saying that he has been a warrior all his life, eating a simple soldiers fare & cannot understand the rot in his mouth. He is glad to see me, we seem to be quite close. The father of Thutmose IV was Amenhotep II, one of Egypt's great warrior kings. According to the book "X-Raying the Pharoahs" he was very tall for an Egyptian, nearly 6'1" & muscular but with rotten teeth.

I remember lush gardens, vivid colors & beautiful vistas like I have probably never seen since. I can still remember looking out over the river from between ornate colums, the sun's sparkle on the Nile and the wind full in the felluca's sails as they made their way up river.
 
Sumeria or Babylon - a connection to the Temple of Inana

The past life I started to remember was that of a young girl, I believe somewhere in Sumeria or Babylon with a connection to a temple of Inana.

From what I have pieced together so far, I was from a fairly well off family, my father held an important position and always seemed surrounded and occupied with entertaining important serious strange looking- to me- men.

I had a number of older sisters as well as younger ones... I don't have any recall of any brothers. I can see myself watching out an upper level window as my older sisters leave and never return. I know that they are getting married and I know that I don't want to be next in line, preferring a life at this temple to being married off.... for a long time I was content with this vague memory and never recalled any more about it, so I assumed that I probably ended up in the temple and there was no more significance to the memory.

Recently just a few weeks ago, however, I had a very upsetting vision/experience that still puzzles and confuses me. Part of it was a rather simple flash of a calm quiet peaceful place and the name of Amenhotep burning into my head so that it was still flashing when I came to.... the other part was a horrible experience and vision of being smothered, buried alive so to speak... Now, I too know that slaves and servants were not buried with later dynasties of Egyptians... I believe that what ever happened to me was accidental, or personal foul play by some one else's hand.

In the past few weeks, some other images and memories have begun to surface of this life and I think that what happened was that as this young girl in Babylon, instead of being able to continue on at the temple, I was indeed next in line to be married off. And, as a result of the marriage I ended up in Egypt, one of many wives.

A later flash of the Amenhotep revealed that it was Amenhotep III and not the first one. I had no idea initially even who he might be or anything about him... after doing a brief search, more just to verify and reassure myself that he even existed or was a real person, I found that he was considered somewhat of an international diplomat for the time and there is evidence and documentation of his diplomatic ties and connections to Babylon, he often used marriage to strengthen those ties and as a result amassed a rather large harem of foreign wives.
 
A slave put up for auction

I do seem to have a pretty clear memory of having once been a slave. I recall being a female who was captured somewhere, and was put up for auction, in a local slave market.

I clearly saw myself as being stripped down naked, and forced to go out on a "platform" for potential buyers to look at. Only years later, did I read that this is exactly how they used to do it. Fortunately, I was quite good looking, and was bought by a handsome young man, who was pretty well to do in the community, some kind of priest/healer.
 
I had the touch to heal others........

It was long ago, best guess would be 3000 to 15,000 BC. I don’t believe that pyramids are as new as some people claim. In fact I think they are much older, maybe older than 15,000 years.

I had dark eyes; my hair was shaved on the sides and maybe an inch on the top. I was muscular and maybe 6 feet tall. I had one or two tattoos on either my left or both of my upper arms by the triceps / biceps.

I had the touch to heal others.

I know that most of the wisdom, knowledge, and technologies of that time have been forgotten and or stowed away by mysterious people who preserve the knowledge.

Water, fire and air were very important. Somehow I drew strength from a flame of a candle or other device. I could control my body temperature so that heat and cold had little affect on me. I think I had or there was some way I / we could stay young there. I don’t recall any physically old people there.

I know I could easily separate mind and body or spirit and body. I remember having an increased ability to see things mentally. I know that the stars, moon and sun were very important. I know there was a tremendous sense of ‘light’ and ‘goodness’ there.

Somehow I have knowledge of an entire existence there that isn’t well known. An underworld that was either real or was just a place that you could go to spiritually. It was identical to the upper world that was on the land. On the land at night you could see all the stars at night and the landscape. In this other world is was always darker. But on the ceiling of this place there you could see stars.

There were lights of some type that may have been powered by some type of fuel from under the ground that was infinite. It was almost cave-like but it was as fast as the upper world and as spacious. I don’t remember ‘seeing’ anyone there.

Speculation at this time: I bet that the technology that they had was internal. Something that was ours, from our minds. It was the power of thought. Why build a huge crane to life stones went though would be more efficient. How do I relearn this is my biggest question now.



---Jason---

I think this is how it was/is. We'd go into the pyramid, at Giza, and go through the tunnels to the chamber. Then be prepared for the trip. Your body stays in the chamber and the soul / spirit passes to the other world. The underworld, where the lake is and the ceiling with the stars. I do know that not everyone is allowed to go there and when there you learn more about yourself. I don't recall there being a sun and moon there, only stars, water, and it seemed to be rockey but smooth at the same time. Don't recall any trees.............

I have figured out more. At the place where the lake is is where you meet yourself. If I remember correctly you actually see and 'talk to' yourself and confront yourself. It's like looking into a mirror, but there is no mirror.

What I think I know about a staff. Not sure if staff is the right word. It is about 2-3 feet long and very simple in design. The diameter of the shaft is about 2 inches. One the top and bottom it's about 3. I believe that the top and bottom can extend. I think it's a working tool. I also think it can control time and energy. It amplifies your internal energies. I don't know much about constallations, but doesn't Orion have a staff?

---Jason
 
Egypt under the rule of King Kamose


I have memories of a life in Egypt,under the rule of King Kamose, where I lived at the palace. Prince Ahmose, Kamoses younger brother, was my best friend.


I died in that life during what I believe was an enemy attack at the palace, someone hit me with something on the back of my head and I died. I must have been about 12 years old, Ahmose about 10 years old I guess.


Then there is a gap in the memories….but I remember being with Ahmose again at the time his first son was born. I was not there in a physical body, it felt like I was near him, like looking over his shoulder.


What I remember best of this experience, and what was most fascinating for me, was my perception of the senses. I could hear everything, I could see everything, I could smell the baby and Ahmoses body odor, I could feel his body warmth, I could feel him breathing in my ‘face’….but I could not touch him, meaning I could not feel the texture of his skin, hair or clothing.


I remember also somewhere near him was an object, a drinking cup perhaps, and I could feel it was cold (the water inside it perhaps?) .


This fascinated me, not only while having the memory, but also at the time that it was happening, meaning in that past, so long ago. So as a ‘soul without body’ I decided to move outside, and there I could again feel/sense the heat of the sand, and how dry the air was with little oxygen in it. I could not feel the texture of the sand.


Then I moved somewhere where there was water, a cool place, like a spring in the shade. Here I could very much feel/sense how cool the water was, and that it contained a lot of oxygen. I could not feel the texture of the water.


What puzzles me most is that I was aware, first of the lack of oxygen in the air, later of the abundance of oxygen in the water…..as I was a ‘spirit’, a ‘soul without body’, and assumed I did not need oxygen or would not be affected by the lack of it….but it felt really uncomfortable at the place where there was so much sand and heat.
 
I visited Egypt 2300 years ago

I do have memories from a life 2300 years ago in which I visited, and what I get most with past lives is emotions and impressions. What I remember was that the Egyptians impressed the heck out of me, even though I didn't impress easily. These people were civilized down to their bones... they had records of their kings for thousands of years back. Everything was straight lines and regular cycles (they lived by the flood of the Nile) and a true Egyptian was fazed by absolutely nothing. Their buildings were barely believable to my eyes. And you could feel the sense of their Gods everywhere, the air seemed rarified with it.

I remember a deep and abiding sense that they knew things no other race did, that their priests had incredible secrets... or once had. I have a distinct memory of the Great Pyramid. When I saw it I got the urge to climb it (I did things like that in that life), and so I and a friend/lover did. Back then the Pyramid was not so ruined as it is now, it still had its smooth stone cladding, and so you had to go up the corner ridge; the flat sides were too smooth and too dangerous.

So up we went -- I remember it was dusk, and the sky was purpling, and the stone was still warm -- and the closer we got to the top, the weirder we felt, until my friend got cold feet, and said he wasn't going all the way up in case it offended their Gods or something. (We were strong believers in that sort of thing.) I kept going, and when I got to the top, I put my chin right on the point, and felt the most amazing thing -- like a beam of energy shooting right up through my head.

We were going to sleep inside that night, but we couldn't bring ourselves to lie down any deeper in than just inside the door. Something just felt too intense. I had a thing about smothering due to a weight on me in that life, so the idea of being under that amount of rock all night was not a happy one.
Karen
 
Flashbacks of a scholar in Alexandria

I have a couple of flashbacks about Alexandria.

First off, I was a boy in my early to mid-teens maybe, and I was always walking near water on my way to the library. I used to spend entire days there, just reading, I think I was becoming a scholar, or I was just an ancient geek.

I remember pouring over Latin, Greek, Egyptian, and several other languages; those are the only ones I can recognize though.

I was also good friends with a young woman, a few years younger than me, we always practiced languages together. I remember that she left for a while, and things weren't as fun anymore, and when she finally returned, she had changed, and she never came to the library.

After that, the only thing I remember is, it is only a flash, but still, the library burning. I was awaken from my sleep that night, to screaming and looking out the balcony (I believe I was a noble) I could see it burning, and I was horrified.
 
Egyptian Past Life Memories


As I remember from what I believe is my first past life I have been an Egyptian and had a boy with me which I considered my son and he had a dark golden brown skin wih bright green eyes and very short tight curly but shiny black hair and I had long straight reddish brown hair and had olive skin...same skin colour I have now..mediteranean...and my eyes light brown but not hazel. I remember seeing darker and lighter skinned people around me and I think I was high ranked or rich coz I remember being on a balcony viewing the Nile and being ''transported'' on a kinda chair that was draped in white same colour of my long robes and this boys robes. I can feel the feeling of my partner..the kids father.. in battle and me waiting for him to return for he never did.
 
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