Suddenly, I rose to my feet, coming out of the regression fully. “You did this, you did, Naomi!” I was pointing at her, and the group stopped chanting. Isis began to back away from me. My words kept coming and I felt as if something was speaking through me.
“You, Naomi, cursed them at Edfu, and then again at Salem. You called upon the demon god Set to create evil beings. You let the Divine Feminine die in the name of prophecy and magic. You told the High Priest these trials were the work of the gods and he believed you! You created the curse that will follow the Oracles forever. You condemned us to lives ever searching and being alone without our soulmates and our hearts closed from being loved, locked into being servants, without our gifts and insight. We were abused for our psychic sight and challenged and ignored in our wisdom!”
Suddenly, I felt the winds change around me and realised I was in the center of the circle above the ceremonial potion. Naomi now rushed to it and threw water over it, subduing the potent odours. It dawned on me that everyone was staring; some were furious, and others were just too shocked to do anything. I could not even look at Naomi.
Do you ever see an image on a book, hear a sound while walking down the street, or smell a scent carried by the breeze that makes you envision a whole other life? What would you feel if that life were real?
You see yourself on the shores of the Nile as a priestess praying to the goddess Isis or witnessing your own trial at Salem or serving as Anne Boleyn’s handmaiden at court. This is exactly what happened to my friends and me.
After spending thousands of years and countless lifetimes trying to repair our sisterhood, we finally had the chance to come together and restore our sacred contracts with Isis and with each other.
We had to go back. We had to go back to the start of it all—the creation of our sisterhood at Philae and its destruction two hundred years later.
Our story is one of betrayal, ego, and thirst for power. This is a murder mystery that would take almost two thousand years to solve.
Come on our journey and discover the power of sisterhood and the Divine Feminine.
For all my soul sisters, we remember you always and forever.