CAP. XXII

            “IN ALIUM ORBEM TERRARUM”

 

“I notice how my feet and my hands want to stop weighing, as if I no longer felt them, as if it were no longer matter… My eyes remain closed, but I know that when I open them, I will no longer be in the Sacred Library. And so it happens… I am in an ancient temple. Yes, it’s very old, I perceive it that way. I hear voices coming from outside, but I’m not afraid. My feet are dressed in gold sandals, my nails are painted with a special lacquer of the time and I wear a gold silk dress. My skin is dark, very dark and my hair is dark, very dark and long. I wear something on my head, like a kind of crown or diadem. I can not see myself However, I recognize this place. What’s more, I think it’s part of a previous life. Yes, I move perfectly through the rooms of the temple where I am. In one of them, I see several cats staring at me. I continue with my path. Finally, I get to what I think is my room. I get to see myself in a mirror similar to the candles in the Sacred Library. I have a tattoo on my left arm, which goes from the shoulder to the hand. I perceive a presence, not a human one. It is a black panther. I do not fear it, it goes with me. I take a couple of small ceramic vases of lacquered pottery and place them on what appears to be a sacred altar. I have not mentioned it before, I suppose it will be because everything is common for me. The temple I am in is the Temple to the Goddess Bastet and it is my home. I am a well-known Egyptian priestess, adorer of the feline goddess, and I possess the qualities of mother nature and the living beings that inhabit it. From the jars come two Egyptian cobras or as they are known, two “Naha Haje”. I place myself in a kind of stone that serves to sit down. It is comfortable, although it may not seem so. The black panther is relaxing, the hieroglyphs on the walls and columns tell me about spells and spells, since they are part of the Book of the Dead. I can not stop looking at them, as if doing so, they will help me in my astral evolution. I feel like the “Naha Haje” ascend to my arms, staying still, placing their heads on my hands, forming a single Being in me. I close my eyes. I no longer feel the scales saurópsidas, or the breath of the animal that was licked. I open my eyes…