It was my third day in Cairo and I had decided to chill. Well, the order had come from on high, in the form of a text from Chris…”Chill out, have a beer”… He knows only too well that I don’t do chilling very well. Still, I decided that today would be a day of nil energy work. Maybe I would take in the Cairo museum? I finished a late breakfast and sat in the sun, looking out over the Nile, perfect. Twenty minutes later, I was bored. As I said, I don’t do “chill” well, even when it is like this.
The resort I was staying in had a kind of menu of options sand taxi prices. It began with the pyramids and ended with souks. The staff at the resort had got used to my dowsing rods by now, so the concierge only gave an enigmatic smile when I dowsed for a place to go…what do you mean No Energy Work!? Number four on the list was the Pyramid of Djoser. The familiar tinkle of the rods indicated that this was a place that I could visit.
Wanting to know the scale of things, I asked how important it was for me to visit this place? Ten! What!? Of course I did my double and triple checking (talk about irrational). Ten it was, and I thought I was done in Cairo. A long taxi drive later and I was stood outside the unimpressive Step Pyramid. I’m sure in its time it was awesome, however, with the restoration work happening, it didn’t have its mystique.
I asked the rods (oh by the way, a good way to avoid the hawkers is to dowse around the place with the occasional “shhh” with fingers placed on lips) whether I had to prepare in some way and they responded in the affirmative. I was taken to some ruins by the side of the pyramid. Did I have to prepare? No. After so many questions that I nearly gave up I had placed my set of crystals in the following layout.
It seemed and dowsing confirmed that I had transferred the Pharaoh death energy into the orange crystal. Then I had to take that crystal and bury it in the sand before the pyramid. As dowsers go, we must look odd when we’re dowsing. Spaced out is a better word to use. Often when we are on a mission with dowsing we’re not paying attention to where we are going – trusting the rods. Thus we are often surprised when we come to our senses and find ourselves in an unexpected place. This was to be one of the occasion. The rods crossed and I dug out some sand and buried the crystal. When I looked up, this is what I saw. I wondered whether the energy would return via the hole in the ground some feet away and in alignment with the burial. Yes said the rods.
The job was done, in under fifteen minutes. That was it. The whole death – pharaoh – restoration project was completed in two half-days. It seemed that Luxor would have to be a place of chilling. I wondered how much energy had ben returned and queried the rods…less than 1% but an important keystone part. Now, apparently, the physical restoration could begin. Interesting.
Not that I want to leave you on a cliff hanger but the next two posts begin the long in waiting wand quest and it was magical as only the Arabian Nights setting could be.
Kal Malik – a restoration guide