Freely Given from his hand, basking in the Egyptian sun. The Pyramids bouncing in the background, reflective azul waters
reflecting the Sphinx in his sunglasses of finery.
"Today is my Birthday!" I exclaimed. Grinning in all directions of the soul. He got the excitement.
Then like a scene from a momentous movie, he removed the iconic shades and handed them to me in a slow motion gesture.
"Happy Birthday" he said in an ancient mahogany tone. A man
descendant from the Pharaohs anon, was clear as I gazed into
his amber eyes ablaze with stories past AND future.
These sunglasses were unlike any I had ever seen. And remain so until this day. They are unparalleled in glamour and sleek Cairo-essence.
Today I gaze upon them in my home away from home.
It has been nearly 7 years since this amulet was gifted to me. They glisten in the sun, fabulous as ever... and I know:
It's time to let you go live a New Life + New Adventure. It makes
me cry. Saying goodbye to a beloved friend that helps me re-live
a memory of such profundity is emotional… for it is not the
object, I now remind myself... it is the MOMENT that he gifted
me this treasure from his heart. So free to Give. So free to Give. So free to Give.
I have held these
for almost a complete cycle of a new me... 7 years. And I know
the practice of Giving these will be a symbolic Gesture of a new
future for me...
Yet still it makes me weep, for I wonder:
"Will I ever travel back to my soul Home of Egypt?
will I dance on the Nile’s edge with Nubians drumming around a
bond fire, as I whirl unabashedly free? will I gaze upon the wonders of Abu Simbel + relive my past lives here as a key figure in the days of ritual, exquisite self care, baths of floating Lotus’s, adorning myself in the finest fabrics? will I float
in royal baloons above the valley of the kings at sunrise? will I
wear my explorers hat and garb of a geologist treasure finder on the Island of Philae?
will I transcend time and float in the cosmic waters of the Dead Sea? will I actually make it to the Holy Lands I tried to swim to + promised myself ‘I'll be back. I’m coming to YOU, sacred desert.’ will I return to the Master Jeweler who made the hand made ring I vowed to get for
my forever person? will I hug the baby camels of Wadi Rum and
feel the love of their tender heart beat? will I go back to that desert and stay in the white domes overlooking the vastness
only the desert holds? will I see the summer solstice with the
Bedouin tribes in their mountain carved caves? will I see their
amber eyes adorned in mysterious entrancing kohl? will I drink their tea so beautifully displayed on rocks surrounded by our bare feet? will I return to their embrace with my hair now long as the Fairy Mermaid Angel I've become? won't they be proud of me, I've discovered my light! Oh how I wish to return...
return to the Red Sea in Hurgadah were I danced on the bottom of the cream colored sands
+ neon fishies. will I sleep under the stars in a feluca floating through Aswan? will I gather another embrodered bag full of gallabeas for myself + loved ones to take back home?
will I, oh
will I?"
My eyes now overflowing and flowing with tears that taste of
liquid light... no salt of Sadness, just Heavenly waters. This tells
me I'm ready to truly release this
Amulet bestowed unto me by a messenger of Ancient Egypt.
And it makes my heart squeeze up in a feeling I've never
experienced. It is an overwhelming experience of reliving All
memories I now know will forever be ingrained in my markers of
personal Legend keystones.
will I be back?
I pray. I pray, Receive the magic from these travels, Repeat.
May I give these forward to the one who needs them now more than ever... why they need
them, I do not know.
Yet I must have my hands move like water, and give them the
way he
did...
for the Space it will open up for the
New person I've become will burst open the doors to Receive
even more than I can dream.
Release the Amulets I've Clung to so fiercely. Release with Love.
Receive with Love.
who knew One Object glistening in the Sunrise's could bring
me this experience.
for in my parchment + pen I live true to my purpose to receive anew. And it makes me cry once more… for just as I released this representation of Magic…
the Angel Boy comes in w/ tea and treats of dates + coconut, re-imagined as the Lands of Petra, here right now...
My new found life of the Angelic Realm is my reality...
for an Angel of Light came to show me show.
And now with tears of Hope I
breath in the Gratitude of a Time ANEW. Spring has Arisen
and the Crystal blossoms
burst open wide.
He watches me and says he will hold space as I channel this story to share. He smiles. it's time.
Time to receive
Heaven on Earth!
We chuckle
He says: "uuuuuuu are you done? Are you're still writing?"
And indeed
I AM!