The weeks had passed
Before we began our trip back, we visited a small village of the Nubian people who live very close to the Sudan border. They were very friendly and welcoming to us. They let us come inside to one of their cafes in the village for coffee and some tea. The conversation Nazir allowed for Mayk and Mabel to have with us escapes me now. I do remember having a great conversation with Edgar here.
Do you remember how, at the beginning of these trips, Mabel would have us draw out some cards with a word on them? I did not mention it, but from what I remember, we did this on the first day of the Nile River cruise. We drew our last card on the day we returned to Giza, the night before we would return home.
When we returned, on the way back, we did stop in Luxor again as we did a night tour of the temples. Sergio, Julio, Kevin, and I got to go further into the city, where we ate some fantastic Shawarmas! These were the best Shawarmas I have ever tasted in my whole life.
This was the last night we would spend in the beautiful cruise ship we got to call our home for a week. Luxor, a beautiful city with a Latin name. When we went around the ruins, seeing the structures and how they were lit up at night, Mayk had told me and a few others how in one of his past lives, he had died here when the Romans invaded.
Many of my past lives have been in Egypt. In fact, I am told by many that I look Egyptian. My brother, too. I will write more about these lives in a separate blog. The bus almost missed my mom and me because I overslept a bit that day when we had docked in the port in Luxor. My red jacket thankfully gave me away, and they told the bus driver to stop for my mom and I. It was a small gesture, but when I gave my ticket to the man at the entrance of the Luxor ruins, he did a little trick with my ticket. I was confused, but he smiled and reassured me as he gave me the ticket back.
Giza
I don’t remember the plane ride back to Cairo. Moments here and there. I couldn’t remember until now that I am writing that we had visited a jewelry store in Aswan on one of the days we were there. Between this trip and India, I for sure can say Mayk made sure we got to see as much as we could!
When we returned to Cairo, we had two more days left as we still had a few places to see, particularly in what they now call “Giza.” Much of the city has been built around the pyramids, and so this part of the city is now called “Giza.” This last part of the tour was quite the cherry on top. Mayk liked to do that for us, as he did so in Machu Picchu later on. We went to Machu Picchu on the second or third-to-last day.
Although we had seen the pyramids, this part I cannot write about too much, but we did get to see the inside of them at night on the last night. The trip was coming to an end, but the processes and experience we had gained were coming together, no doubt.
The ancient life of an Egyptian, now, a man whose heritage is from two of the largest countries on earth, found in North America. What Egypt means to me may not mean the same to you or even the modern Egyptians, but it seems fate would have it be inevitable that I would have the experiences I am sharing with you through my writing.
While Mt. Shasta was the beginning, Egypt would begin 2022 to show me and perhaps even my mom (everyone, too) what ho’oponopono was really about. The power and philosophy of it are embedded in the youth of the children and adults who would carry this forward as their lives progress.
