The Land of the Pharaoh

Written By: Gary Wonning

As the plane made it’s final approach into Cairo over the Egyptian desert, a chill went up my spine. Looking out the window, I saw the exact same scene I had visualized a few years earlier during the hypnotic regression when I experienced coming to earth several thousand years ago.

I had regressed back to a time in Egypt when I recalled teleporting from another planet, as my soul entered the earth’s atmosphere, I sensed I was forming a body by consciously gathering the minerals and elements out of the earth’s atmosphere.

I set foot on planet earth for the first time, I had come to Saqqara Egypt, a place not far from here. Now as the plane came in for it’s final approach, with darkness descending over the desert, looking out the window and seeing the Giza pyramids, I suddenly recalled seeing the same scene I remembered from my hypnotic session. WOW!

My mind raced back to that session, I had never been here before in this lifetime, there is no way I could have known what Egypt would look like at this time of day. I began to recall the things I had said and remembered during the recall, it had been a time of an awakening, a time to realize there was more to life than conventional wisdom teaches us.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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The George Washington Masonic Memorial

The George Washington Masonic Memorial

Located on Shuter’s Hill in Alexandria Virgina, the memorial can be seen for miles in every direction.

How this all came to be is an interesting story.

Shuter’s Hill, or as it was named during the Civil War, Shooters Hill, because at that time there was a fort on this mound and it’s garrison regularly shot cannon and rifles on a regular basis.

Today, most call it Shuter’s Hill.

In 1669 the hill was the property of Robert Howson who sold it to John Alexander for six thousand pounds of tobacco. Eighty years later his great-grandson sold it to John Mills who built a large house on it.

In 1790, Col. Ludwell Lee,  the son of Richard Henry Lee purchased it.  Richard Henry Lee had served during the American Revolution and was present at the surrender of Cornwallis at Yorktown.

It then came under the ownership of Benjamin Dulaney a third generation Irish American and friend of George Washington. Dulaney was a member of Alexandria Lodge F&AM, he subsequently was present when the lodge elected Washington an honorary member and at the cornerstone ceremony of the US capitol in 1793.

During the civil war, the military built a series of forts the defend the Federal District and to protect the western front. No shots were ever fired and after Lee’s surrender, the forts were decommissioned.

The land eventually became transferred to the George Washington National Memorial Association, and ground was broken on June 4, 1922, construction began on November 5, 1923, with the laying of the cornerstone.

Today, even after thousands of years, the hill remains and now is dedicated to George Washington and the masonic order that did much to establish the United States as the beacon of light it is today.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Synchronicity In the Modern world

Written by: Gary Wonning

I had replied to an ad in Outdoor Photography. A man living in Zambia was needing to communicate with someone in the states, film processing was difficult there and he needed someone to process film for him. I replied as it sounded like a lucrative business proposition, he even mentioned paying for my passage to Zambia for business purposes. What did I have to lose, he was going to pick up the tab?

The trip was to take place in a few months so I began to make plans and applied for a passport. When I applied for the passport, the birth certificate I had wasn’t the correct one. I didn’t realize the hospital birth certificate wasn’t a legal document, so first off, I had to apply for a new birth certificate from the county health department.

Upon receiving the correct birth certificate, I noticed my first name was spelled differently than the way I had been spelling it all my life. My name was spelled Garald on the birth certificate and I had been spelling it Gerald all these years. The funny part about it, people had always called me Garald instead of Gerald. Quite a revelation. As it turned out, later when I began to understand numerology more, the difference in spelling made a big difference in my life plan.

Evidently, the doctor had written it down wrong at my birth, and my parents weren’t even aware of the error. The original birth certificate couldn’t be changed so we decided to make my passport match my driver’s license,  no one in customs was going to see my birth certificate.

As things progressed, many unseen circumstances prevented me from traveling to Zambia. The adventure was all but forgotten.

Two years had gone by and as I sat reading the morning paper the Sunday before Thanksgiving, a travel ad caught my eye. A group trip was being planned for the two weeks after Christmas to Egypt, it was leaving on December 26th, only five weeks away, and the price was fantastic.

The ad had been placed by a professor Kennedy of Xavier University in Cincinnati and was providing the opportunity to visit Egypt during the Christmas holidays. What better way to spend New Year’s Eve, than in The land of the Pharaohs!

It went on to state it would be a twelve-day trip, visiting Cairo, Memphis, Luxor, Thebes,  Alexandria, Saqqara, and Giza, an all-inclusive trip for $999.

I had some time off after Christmas and so far had no plans. I realized this would be perfect. There isn’t much to do in Indiana this time of year, it would be a good time to travel to a warmer climate. I had been wondering whatever possessed me to take a vacation at this time of year, now I had my answer.

I immediately called and made a reservation, I was on my way to the next step of my journey to enlightenment. The next five weeks flew by, extremely busy with my work I had little time to think about the trip.

As the time approached, I  realized it takes at least six weeks to apply for and receive a passport, if I hadn’t gotten a passport when I was thinking of going to Zambia, this trip would never have materialized and I would have missed one of the great adventures of my life.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Why Did Columbus Sail To the Caribbean?

Written By: Gary Wonning

Christopher Columbus was known to be a Knights Templar, his ships carried the Cross of Jerusalem, the symbol the knights  Templars displayed on their flag. 

It is now being discovered the Templars, Vikings, Norse and probably others had reached North America before Columbus did.

There is evidence of buried treasure on Oak Island off the coast of Nova Scotia, possibly treasure the Knights buried after fleeing France because of the persecution of the church.  Evidence has been found of Templar activity in the upper Midwest of the United States and Canada as well.

Columbus was a seafaring man, he would have known of these journeys that had been taken by others, especially those of the Templars.

When the Templars mingled with the native American Indians, they discovered both had similar rituals they performed during their many ceremonies. 

The Templars and the Indians intermarried, one reason, so they could preserve the blood line of David, of which Jesus and Mary were part of. 

You can easily assume there to be some bad blood between the Templars and the church due to recent events that had taken place in France. The Templars would have had no love for the church and the church wanted to exterminate the Templars because of the tremendous wealth they had created, and their philosophies differed immensely from those of the church.

Did he understand the consequences of the church intermingling with the natives and how the beliefs of the natives would eventually be destroyed because the philosophy of the church was entirely different than that of the Templars or the natives.?

It is possible he sailed south to avoid the mainland and preserve, not only the Templar way of life, but that of the natives as well.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Reliving Fredericksburg, Virginia

Written By: Gary Wonning

After a sleepless night, it was time to find out what Fredericksburg was all about. Totally oblivious to what I would see or find, I exited the freeway and drove into the tiny city. A cemetery suddenly caught my eye. My first thought was,”Where did cemetery come from?”

It was then I observed a small sign near the entrance.

It was a Civil War Cemetery. My next thought was.” Oh, it’s a Civil War Cemetery, that wasn’t here when I was here before. “

Where did that thought come from? And why did I think that?

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

More surprises awaited me, as I drove into town I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! This town is almost a carbon copy of Vevay Indiana. The main street was very similar to the main street in Vevay, the river was on the right, and there was a Rising Sun Tavern on the east side of town. I soon found my reason for spending so much time in Vevay was to be a gentle reminder of a time in the past. I had been to Fredericksburg before.

In times such as this, I get very hungry, a lunch at the Rising Sun Tavern was definitely on the agenda. Entering the tavern, it was DeJa vu all over again. I can remember the many times had I dined and drank my favorite beverage in the friendly confines of this establishment.

Walking around the town was truly amazing, just like old home week, past another cemetery which held the remains of many Revolutionary War people, both soldiers and townspeople.

photo os the home lodge of George Washington

George Washington’s Home Lodge

Touring the Masonic Lodge I could see myself attending many lodge meetings in an earlier era.

Time To Leave Egypt

 

new years eve

New year’s Eve in Cairo

Leaving Egypt

Written By; Gary Wonning

Our journey was coming to an end. The next day we would be revisiting the Cairo Museum and the Citadel. If time permitted, a last minute stop at the Cairo Marriott, a refurbished palace . The final evening we would be shopping at the Bazaar, a large flea market type shopping area in Cairo.

They reminded us many times not to give kids any money. If you gave them money, they would go begging on the streets instead of going to school.

Shopping at the bazaar, I felt a tug at my elbow. There stood a little boy who had rubbed fresh dirt on his face to make him look poor. His  outstretched hand and the frown on his face told me he was asking for money.

I thought, what the heck and gave him a quarter. Soon, I felt another tug, there were a dozen kids standing behind me with all their hands outstretched. Lesson learned.

The next morning, it was up at 4:30 to catch our 8:30 flight. The airport was a mad house. A security guard stopped me to check me with a hand held device. I had put my camera film in my coat pocket to avoid sending it through the x-ray machines. When the device reached that pocket, it went off. I attempted to pull my hand out of my pocket to show the guard what I had. He held up his hand, shouting ,”No,No” and turned and left. Guess he thought I had a gun.

As we departed my thoughts turned to home and returning to a normal life.

The Life of the Egyptians

photo of the three pyramids of Giza at sunrise

Mysterious Egypt, land of a thousand years

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

 

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Ix Chel Medicine Farm

 

photo of a little Mayan girl

A little girl carrying water back to the village

Written By: Gary Wonning

Ix Chel was founded in 1983, the first major step was to clear away the high bush in the area. It was founded with the desire to be of service to those interested in learning of the useful plants in Belize and their role in healing and tradition. The whole farm is a nature study center that is self-sufficient in food, medicine, and the conversion of solar energy.

The Maya Indians were very knowledgeable in the healing capabilities of plants and herbs. One of the last remaining medicine men, or H’men  was Don Eligio Panti of San Antonio , Cayo  District.H’man is an ancient Mayan term used to designate one who is both a doctor and priest. The medicine men were very influential in the lives of the Mayan Indians.

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The Mayan herbalist is adept at combining medicine and religion according to ancient healing traditions. The procedures all contained nine different medicine leaves. Nine being a most vital number in the Mayan Civilization, as there are nine Mayan Spirits who watch over all the Mayan empire, there are nine Lords of the underworld, nine levels of the underworld, and most ancient Mayan Temples had nine tiers of nine steps each, also the rituals are repeated nine times.

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photo of a Mayan Pyramid

An interesting photo book about the Maya Indians of central America

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome