~Abydos and Dendera~

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ABYDOS, DESERTED BABY DONKEY

~ THE ENERGIES	~ CAIRO	~ MEMPHIS, SAQQARA AND GIZA
~ ABU SIMBEL, ASWAN AND THE NILE		~ PHILAE, KOM OMBO AND EDFU
~ VALLEY OF THE KINGS, LUXOR AND KARNAK		~ ABYDOS AND DENDERA
~ MOUNT SINAI AND SAINT CATHERINE'S		~ BLACK, WHITE AND CRYSTAL DESERTS

~ ABYDOS AND DENDERA~

We asked if there was a convoy that day, and were told that it had probably already left.  Someone ran off to find out for sure when my dejection was obvious, and returned breathlessly to tell us that we had to hurry if we were to make it.  It was ready to depart now, and was already late.  A taxi was quickly found for the two of us, and we joined the long line of vehicles that were led, and followed, by police cars.

Abydos is farther north than Dendera, and it was our first stop.  The drive was several hours long, and I started to feel terrible after an hour or two.  I was faint and my belly rumbled ominously.  The arduous drive in the convoy only contributed to my weakness and ill-feeling. 

Although we were in a confined line of cars, our taxi driver insisted on passing vehicles in our group. Some of the other drivers seemed to be irritated with him, and later passed us by a hair’s breath.  Ours was undeniably the most aggressive driver in the convoy.  He always passed with barely enough time to clear oncoming vehicles.  It was terrifying, and only added to my upset and nausea.  In the towns, men with large rifles stood watch as our convoy passed by.  I had been told I would need protection if I was to go to Abydos, but I considered that to mean energetic protection, not military.

I began to question if I could hold on until we reached the bathroom at Abydos.  I thankfully did manage, though barely.  The huge difficulty for me when I finally made my way out of the taxi was that the tiny and dirty bathroom had a long, long line of people.  It was a painful wait.  I needed a long time to quiet my bowels and partially settle my queasy stomach.  I emerged from the restroom shaken, and realized that 40 minutes of the short hour that we were allotted in Abydos had already passed.  Dan was concerned and had waited for me; he steadied me as we made our way through the temple. 

I only vaguely remember my short time at the temple. I accepted my extreme feelings of illness as part of my re-initiation to the deep, dark energies of Abydos.  The gorgeous art did stand out. Many creatures were depicted, and the colors were beautiful, alive and vibrant. We took in as much as we could in our brief time at the temple, and were then unceremoniously rounded up to re-join the caravan. 

We had to wait before the line of cars was allowed to leave, so we stood beside our vehicle and connected to a solitary baby donkey that was alone and scavenging through trash and debris on the steeply sloped roadside.  He ignored us as he chewed, then spit out, an old orange peel.  He had either escaped his caretakers, or was purposely left to fend for himself until he grew old enough to work.  A perilous existence, either way.  His sweetness was endearing.  We bid him goodbye as we departed for Dendera.

We had an extremely frightening and dangerous experience just a few minutes after leaving Abydos.  Our driver again decided to pass the convoy vehicle in front of us with just enough time to avoid a large oncoming truck.  I found that the only thing I could do to bring myself any peace in this situation was to pray and affirm that we were safe and protected as our driver performed his risky maneuver. While passing the truck a loud “bang” rang out!  It sounded like a gunshot.

From my vantage behind our driver I could see that the entire windshield was fractured into tiny pieces that totally obscured all visibility. In that instant when death seemed imminent I actually had no fear. Resolution and calmness overtook me.  Time did not exist at all; only that moment was real.  I was in a state of acceptance and peace, all in a split second.