~Memphis, Saqqara and the Pyramids of Giza~

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EGYPT, IN THE KING'S CHAMBER

Sophisticated and ingenious relieving chambers, supported by immense granite blocks, have been built in many layers above the chamber to support the immense amount of weight that bears down upon it.  Standing in this room one can actually hear the sound of silence. The energy in the space seemed to be alive and in motion.  There is a constant echo of resonation that is unlike any other sound on earth.  It is a sound as well as a feeling, and an energy exists within these walls that the senses cannot fully understand or categorize.  I have since been introduced to the scientific concept of torsion fields, and in this space there was no way to deny the existence of an uncommon energy.

My mind and my body felt under a certain form of what can best be described as pressure.  It was almost as if being encased in a room within this massive stone structure resembled the feeling of being underwater.  We hesitantly walked the perimeter of the King's Chamber, and we found ourselves being called to tone in many places, particularly near the corners.  The sounds of our voices carried forth with a resonation that was magical and powerful.  It seemed to penetrate every cell within us, and every bit of space within the chamber.  The sound was magnified and echoed in an awe inspiring way.

We each lay down individually in the stone coffer and received our initiation as the other toned above us.  The narrow, cold stone walls of granite hardly felt solid around me.  When entombed within the granite box the resonant sounds were somehow even more magnified and potent.  The toning bathed us in light and love, opening us to receive the gifts of the cosmos.

The guard indicated that it was time to exit the chamber after about 20 or 30 minutes.  Another couple was being ushered in for their experience in the sacred space. The time that we had in the chamber may have been much different than what we remember, as we were in a state where time does not exist.  I barely remember what must have been a laborious climb down and out the narrow shafts of the pyramid.  The muscles in my legs were cramped to the point of spasms of pain and rigidity.  I was buzzing with energy inside and out, dripping wet to the point of dehydration, and extremely exhausted.  This experience was unlike any other of my life.  We left the Giza plateau in a state of wonder.