During the darkness of early morning, myself and four others made our way into the Great Pyramid for two hours of uninterrupted private time and meditation. As we climbed the steep ascending passage towards the Grand Gallery, it felt like we were entering a holy temple. In fact, just prior to this special visit, my small little group of four had done ceremonies in many of the ancient initiation rooms in temples from Aswan to Luxor, through the Valley of the Kings, with sojourns to Amarna (home of Akhenaten) and finally to the Great Pyramid of Giza in Cairo. Call it a pilgrimage (or spiritual boot camp), but it felt like a renewal on so many levels. I was grateful to be in Egypt during a time where many of the most sacred temples were still empty and easily accessible due to Egypt’s drop in tourism after the January 2011 uprising. (Let, me state here that it is very safe for tourists to go back. In fact, now is the best of times.)
Entering the King’s Chamber through a small square opening, which one has to stoop down for access, you enter a stark barren room. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the red Aswan granite coffer at the end of the chamber. The King’s sarcophagus. Carved from a single block of stone, no mummy, nor Pharaoh Khufu who alleged built the pyramid, has ever been found inside it. Truthfully, there is no reason to even call it the “King’s” tomb, but they do.
Quite different from other sarcophagus’ of ancient time, there are no designs or inscriptions to be found anywhere on the coffer. This is unusual. King’s coffers were elaborately decorated. I studied it and was aware that it curiously had not been centered between the two walls that flanked it. Aesthetically, this stood out. Was there a reason? Was it lined up to something else? It didn’t appear to be visibly lined up to the “star shafts” in the pyramid that many believe played a part in ritual ceremonies aligning the ancient priests and priestesses with the Orion star system.
I climbed into the sarcophagus, laid down, and had the immediate instinct to start resonant tuning. I had crystal rods on me that I have taken to every sacred site on earth, that the guards thankfully missed upon our initial search going in (they don’t allow cameras or crystals inside anymore). With the crystals in hand, and a powerful “Om” chant, the inside of the coffer started to vibrate. I could feel waves of energy wash over me. Outside the coffer I could hear my friends doing a prayerful meditation aloud. One was singing a hauntingly beautiful hymn. The walls seemed to be vibrating. Then something changed.
It was like some invisible lid slid shut over the top of the sarcophagus and locked into place. I felt compete darkness descend over me. I was transported back into the past to some ancient initiation ceremony. I knew I was shut in the tomb for three days and I would either come back more enlightened or die in there having failed my test. There is a second of panic, feeling buried alive, but that was quickly replaced by a voice inside my head telling me, “You know how to do this.”
Suddenly I felt my body relax and my breathing become slow and shallow. I felt like I was slipping into some suspended state of animation, like the yogis do. I didn’t even know I knew how to do this. As my breathing became almost non-existent, I felt myself lift right out of my body. Then an even stranger thing occurred. A doorway opened in the bottom of the sarcophagus and I was quickly descending down a tunnel shaft into a subterranean chamber. A part of me wondered why I was not ascending up to the stars, instead of going south, but seconds later I was shooting right out of the breast area of the Sphinx, between its giant paws. Whoa! I was free to astral travel.
However, my freedom was short-lived. It was at that moment that one of my friends leaned over the sarcophagus and asked, “Are you done in there yet?” I felt yanked right back into my body and said “No.” My vision quest had been abruptly aborted before it could get off the ground. I wondered where it would have taken me. I knew then that the coffer was aligned with this initiation shaft that existed in another dimension. I knew that the release from the physical body allows one to connect to the Oneness of creation, to see into the future, to time travel, and to experience one’s own divinity. One need only be willing to banish fear and take that giant leap.
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