This sequel to "Egypt Revisited" has been gifted to me while practicing TAT (Tapas Acupressure Technique) to heal a trauma in my present life. As it turns out, this trauma’s origins came from the past life described in this story, Egypt Revisited. Always enjoying a happy ending to an unhappy story, I have decided to share with you my sequel.
Secret Power of the Pharaohs: Healing the Past
I see the Pharaoh leaning over me upon the bed, pulling me close, for a soft kiss. Next, he gives me some shocking news. The kingdom requires his attention. Our relationship now must be sacrificed for this new social situation. He gets up to leave, and I sit upon our bed, stunned and traumatized.
Pharaoh stands tall and proud. I see golden-white light shining from behind him. He is becoming a conduit for some higher vibrational being’s energy. A large, dark otherworldly figure stands behind Pharaoh. His scepter is outstretched. An ancient crystal, left in the secret care of the pharaohs, is placed into his hand. This secret, ancient chystalline chip has been brought by an alien visitation to earth. Pharaoh slips the crystal into a special groove in the handle. Next, he places another layer of material over the handle, to conceal the crystal chip. All of Pharaoh’s powers come from this secret, high powered energy source.
Next I see I am standing inside my own tomb, facing the hieroglyphics upon the walls. The walls open up and the energy of death flows down to pull me upwards. Once out of the tomb, I see I am swimming on my back, doing the back stroke. Suddenly, I reenter my tomb, and stand there, looking for something. I hold a light source in my hand. I am once again shocked and amazed, seeing that someone of ill intent has hacked the walls of my tomb, and all records of my former life have been removed.
There it is! I have found my son, buried in the rubble. I pick him up, and fly back out of this scene. It appears we are travelling far into some distant star system, in a space craft of our own.
At this point, I begin, in my own mind, to rewrite this story.
Those traumas had happened, yet, they were over, and I am now ready to move on, in this life. I really am ok, now. I feel forgiveness for the earlier space craft and the aliens who have left this wonderful crystal gift for all the Pharaohs. I watch the pet snake slither away, from that past life. It had been "a constrictor," choking me in the heart and throat chakra, until I suffocated. I sense I now am able to breathe and speak more freely. I also see that the situation in which Pharaoh finds himself seems to be one of grave danger. I accept the fact that a small love affair is less important than the global situation Pharaoh needs to protect. The scope escapes me, yet it appears to include those from other planets, as well as this most difficult political situation within our own kingdom. I now realize that the scope of Pharaoh's responsibilities has become larger than I could possibly imagine.
The story ends on a very happy note. Pharaoh decides to remain connected with me, as well as to care for the political situation in his kingdom. In conclusion, I see his hand reach out to mine, as he sits upon his throne. He pulls me towards him. I sit at his feet, with my head resting upon his knees, in contentment, love, and adoration. His hand next pulls me up to a standing position. He gently guides me to sit upon the throne to his right. Still holding my hand, he looks out upon his kingdom. He then gives my hand a soft, yet strong, squeeze. He is telling me that now matter what occurs in this outside world, our connection is forever. His hand will never leave mine.
History, it appears, has now been rewritten! And, after all, this is just another story.
This one now ends happily.
copyright Anupama Deanne Kallman
Please visit the original story, "Egypt Revisited": The Lie and
OOPS!, sequel to This Story.
House of Pharaoh: Egyptian Art Reproductions
TAT: Tapas Acupressure Technique to Heal your Past!