One Life

PREPARATION FOR BIRTH The walk through the desert was pleasant, not hot as it could be during the day, nor icy cold as it got at night, but pleasantly warm – just the right temperature. I made shapeless imprints in the sand with every step I took. A quiet wind moved across the sand. It was fascinating to watch the infinitely changing forms and lines of the sand. If I impressed on myself to remember a sand landscape and then moved a little further, everything had changed. The shadows had changed, the lines had changed, the slopes had become steeper or more flat, tops turned into plateaus that lead higher up and points that I thought were very close turned out to be far away. It was as if the desert around me was alive and moving. I stopped and stood quietly for a moment. “Who are you, desert? Who are you?” I asked into the warm air. “Are you alive? Show me who you are?” I felt the desert vibrate, the sand, the breeze, the heat and the light. Slowly, a shape became visible in front of me. Gradually it grew clearer until I could distinguish a face and eyes. It was a sandy, golden color. “I am the spirit of the desert!” The words undulated slowly towards me. Time seemed to stand still. I sensed a roguish look in his eyes, as if he said: “Well, what do you think of that?” I could not help answering. ”Doesn’t it get a trifle too hot out here sometimes?” He answered in a deep, resounding laughter that appeared to come from everywhere, as if the air, the sky and the mountains of sand joined in. I smiled and looked at him more closely. His resonant, slightly deep voice, his radiation of strength and energy made me believe that he was a man. He was approximately 2.5 meters tall, and his body seemed to be lit up from the inside. Currents of light radiated from him and disappeared into the sand and into the air around him, as if he was nourishing the desert. “How do you like it in my warm and sandy kingdom? Does it please you to get sand everywhere, even in the most intimate places?” he asked me. I looked at him with surprise and caught a teasing expression in his shining eyes. “Really!” I couldn’t help laughing. “Is that the way to welcome a stranger in the desert?” I saw golden sandcolored rays of light radiate towards me and as they mingled with the white rays of light radiating from me, a froth of dancing bubbles was created.“Well, that’s what high spirits look like,” I thought. “What are you actually doing here, so far away from everything?” I asked the desert god. “I take care of life here. I take care of the sand, the insects, the small animals, the gold and minerals in the ground. Deep in the earth there are many minerals and precious stones, particularly gold. That is why this part of the desert is of a golden hue. The vibration of gold becomes a physical color. It is a very pure and invigorating vibration. It cleanses you when you walk through it. I guard and nourish it with my energy. I am also in contact with other nature gods. We try to amplify the energy in the area to strengthen life. We connect and create a web around the Earth to guard the life of the entire globe and keep the energy of the Earth intact and safe. We nurture the spirit of the Earth living in the center of the globe. And we also receive light and energy from the stars and planets that we transform and direct into the desert and into Earth. There is an eternal receiving and passing on of energy and life throughout the Universe.” As he spoke, using my inner eye, I saw the other spirits of nature, of the web around the world and of the pulsation back and forth through the channels of energy. “That is very interesting, indeed,” I said. “Thank you for the information. I would not have thought a desert to be a transformer of energy, if you had not told me so.” “I am on my way to the great river, to the city with all the temples,” I continued. “I am to live my next life there.” The God of the desert answered slowly with a very discerning look in his eyes. “You are highly appreciated by the Wise. It is a holy place. It is a great honor. To live in the big temple is reserved for the very few, the pure. It is the heart of our country and the heart of the Earth, from which large amounts of energy radiate.” He bowed respectfully before me. “It is seldom that the desert meets ‘the pure’. Usually they prefer other means of transportation. Greetings and I wish you well on your journey.” I bowed to him in the same respectful manner, smiled and continued across the sand. This story has been in the back of my mind for a very long time. Gradually, I have felt the urge to follow the unusual life of this woman in its entirety. It is so uplifting. It is a perfect life - a life that I have attempted to describe in a rough outline. I was born as this woman approx. 6000 years ago in Egypt - one incarnation out of hundreds of otheres. We have all lived many lives, but very seldom do we live a life as perfect as this one. Some of the main characters in this previous life are people I know in my present life. Ka-kefer I know today as "He-whom-I-can-talk-to-anytime". Other characters of this earlier life are known to me now as family members or former colleagues. Recently I realized that I also promised to write and talk about it at a later date - thousands of years later. And it seems that now is that time....