Egypt

I just thought I'd share with you what I believe was my past life that I've dreamt of many times, especially when I was younger.

I've always had a passion for Ancient Egypt and at the age of 11 we did a project on it in school, by the end of the year I could read fluent hieroglyphics, however I've lost that skill due to lack of use.

This is my dream/set of dreams.

I awake in a simple bedroom, cloths of white upon a hard bed, the room is grey scale but as I approach the window I am overlooking a village of flat roofs of yellows and golds, in the distance I can see the beginning of a new pyramid.

I am suddenly stood in another room yet I know it's part of the same house, I am looking in a mirror seeing a soft white dress adorned with gold trimmings and little red jewels though I know they're not expensive jewels. My skin is pale and my hair the typical black hair, however mine is longer than most women usually have it, reaching past my elbows. My eyes are green and lined in black. I have black sandals on my feet made of leather.

I walk down the stairs to be greeted by my father, a beautiful man with a bushy beard and dark brown eyes. He asks me if I wish for an escort, but I decline explaining that I wish to just explore the home today, though I'm constantly being brought to the window.

It changes to night time and I'm slipping out of the house with a scarf wrapped around my head and shoulders, theres a soft breeze, but it's not cold. It's pitch black and I dart down my street, turn left three houses from the end, down an alley way, making a u turn down the next street, slowing down. I then take another alley in the middle of the street and arrive at a "square". Its the joinings of four roads around a small water feature. I sit on the side and glance at the water feeling nervous and excited at the same time.

In one of the corners there's a pen of goats, a man appears and sweeps me up in a kiss. This is the man I love, yet the only thing I can remember is that he has black hair which is soft to the touch. He whispers of running away, eloping, to travel to another city, another kingdom, that we'd make our own. My father would never approve of his lower status than our own.
It would have to wait though because it was to be my brother's burial a few days time.

It changes to another night, colder, my scarf is thicker and heavier. I'm waiting for him to arrive, but he's late, so very late. I can feel the nerves clawing at my belly. I know I have to be back soon before father realises and he's late. I hear my name, screamed from his lips but it's gargled at the end. (I don't remember my name) I turn and run in the opposite direction, running home but in the first alley way I bump into a man.

I don't dream it but I know I'm murdered that night.

This isn't always just one dream, but figments and I dream different bits of it, sometimes I dream the whole thing. It makes me smile to share this with you.
I hope you enjoyed reading it :)

Shannon
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I did enjoy thus, thank you so much for sharing!

@Bellaboo, I'm glad you enjoyed :)
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[nephesh]

Thanks for sharing.. ^_^ What any interesting lifetime.

Very interesting! I've always been really really interested in ancient civilisations but I remember being five years old and my grandad was babysitting me and he fell asleep with an ancient egyptian documentary playing, and since then I've felt extremely connected to the era. Maybe I too had a past life in egypt? Nevertheless, I enjoyed reading your experience :)

[Belle]

Egyptian past lives are really powerful and interesting - at least to me. Strong strong connections, some good and some less - er favourable !

@Belle, I would like to hear more :)
My thoughts on my past life there is quite mixed, both good and bad.

I'm glad you all enjoyed reading
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[Belle]

Well, for me, I've been a priestess in Egypt and I killed someone - plain and simple abuse of power. I hid the body. It wasn't you that i murdered.

For many of us who work with the light - in order to do so - we have to know the dark.

There is a lot of energy and power behind Egypt incarnations, they were very enlightened beings, I believe worked deeply and in harmony with the Hathors. Peoples who were well versed in medicine, and healing, also a strong and natural understanding of gods and goddesses.

I know it wasn't you, as my attackers were male :) Also, something tells me my body wasn't hidden, but left in the street to be found, but something also tells me my lover's body was hidden. Unless he was the one you murdered haha :)

But it is amazing to think we may have been around at the same time. Very interesting.

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That must have been a very important life for you to be able to recall it so vividly in your dreams...lessons and love here... very interesting...