When I studied this beautiful photograph it was not the historical Tombs or the sunset which captured my thoughts but the reflection on the River Nile of the Shining Ones, Golden Beings or Egyptian Anunnaki Ancient Ones. My Soul sank at the thought of having to live here much longer. As these beings were calling me into their dimension.
The Egyptian people here scare me more than the pain I endure as I heal myself from this chaotic world. I just want to run and hide somewhere full of love. But where?
It is not just me who is stuck but so many others are in transition waiting impatiently to be able to move on to the next phase in their life.
We all play a waiting game at least those of us who wish to move to live somewhere else. A watching brief of how the world is reacting to the chaos which is driving it.
Some are lucky enough to be able to move to a different part their world or country. As for me nowhere here is any better than where I am, it is all the same. Egyptians are an all or nothing race by this I mean if one does it they all do it. Very few independent thinkers. Their minds are locked as is their behaviour.
I have constraints which have been holding me here and I have argued about removing them allowing me to leave, there are other constraints in the world which are preventing any movement or flow. We all have become dependent on the flight network these are not operating fully and again heavy constraints are being placed on those who wish to travel.
Lately I have been in much physical pain releasing the old and sat contemplating with disappointment of not being able to leave. This is the bitter truth. I now weigh up my options being presented to me and they are a must to enable me to endure my stay.
I must go deeper into my Soul with the aid of the Shining Ones to understand what else I must accomplish here. So far I have faced much hatred, badness and resentment especially from the women it made social distancing or isolation a breeze.
Let me see what materialises, what is it I am expected to do whilst I bide my time before I can exit.
Those of us who are stuck waiting for movement we are all in this together you are not on your own.
Look at this photograph below this is what I live amidst and have to walk through every time I leave my home.
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