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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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

Church and School Life In the 50s

Written By: Gary Wonning

Attending Sunday school and church was something we did every Sunday, almost without fail. We would do at least one or the other or both. Dad worked driving the milk truck on Sunday so he didn’t go as much as mom and I did.

Occasionally, if mom didn’t want to go to Sunday school, I would ride my bike the two miles to church if the weather allowed. I didn’t walk two miles uphill to school every day through knee deep snow, but I did occasionally ride my bike two miles to Sunday school, and one way was uphill.

We went to a small struggling country church and almost everyone was related one way or another, so going to church was almost like a family reunion.

Our social and spiritual life was centered around the church.

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.

Meeting Lightning Man In the Out Back Of Australia

.photo of ayres rock, "uluru" in central Australia

The life of the Australian Aborigine

Written By: Gary Wonning

July 7th, This was to be our last day in the outback of Australia, I was beginning to feel as though I didn’t want to go back to the states, this felt like home to me.

Bright and early, at least early, found us boarding a pontoon boat for an excursion across the crocodile infested waters of Cooinda. Seeing several pairs of eyes in the water, the guide didn’t have to tell us twice that it was feeding time and if there was some part of our body we wanted to keep, it should remain inside the boat.

It was about this time Mark, our driver suggested that if we wanted to see one more Aboriginal Site, he would be willing to drive us.

Many things began racing through my mind, we had visited many ancient sites in the last three weeks and I really didn’t want to see any more rocks. The swimming sounded really refreshing, but what the heck, I could go swimming next week if I wanted. This was my last day in The Land of Oz, I wanted to enjoy it to the max.

I knew deep down that this was going to be a very special afternoon, wandering in the outback for almost a month, I was unaware of the date. July 7th, as I would find out later would be a highlight in my search for truth.

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

 

Circles On The Map, The Deepening Mystery

photo of the Rising sun Inn

The Rising Sun Tavern in Fredericksburg Virginia

Written By: Gary Wonning

As I unpacked my meager belongings, hunger suddenly engulfed me, a restaurant was across the street, that would be my next destination. With a full stomach, the only thing on my mind was getting a good nights rest, I wanted to fully enjoy the next day visiting Fredericksburg, Virginia.

That was not to be, I found myself wide awake at 2:30 in the morning, my mind was racing. Realizing there was no need to try and sleep I got up and opened my atlas of the United States and began thumbing through the pages, I had no idea what I was looking for. Soon I was checking the maps of Virginia, Indiana, and New Mexico. I began drawing lines on the United States map, noticing that US highway 60 runs from Richmond Virginia to Clovis New Mexico and beyond.

There seemed to be a correlation between Clovis and Roswell, the site of the 1947 UFO crash. While drawing my little circles and lines, I also noticed that if one would draw a line from Richmond Virginia to southern Indiana, my home, and on to Roswell and back to Richmond Virginia, it would form a perfect triangle.

It is now several years later and I still have no clue as to the significance of all this. Since I lost a good nights sleep over it, I would appreciate it if someone could enlighten me. It seems the more I learn the less I know.

photo of the Egyptian Sphinx at sunset

a personal spiritual journey

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

My Visit to Drayton Hall Near Charleston South Carolina

Written By: Gary Wonning

As I stood in the large living room, I suddenly heard voices filtering in from the adjoining room. I could envision many people milling around and much merriment. It seemed to be during the time of the American Revolution. Quite interesting.

I sensed I had been there at a previous time and was, just as I sensed at various times while exploring the downtown Charleston area,  I experienced a “Bleed Through” from that time period.

I visited this same plantation years later with my wife and the exact same thing happened. Perhaps at a time later in life, I will learn more.

And people wondered why I sometimes drank too much.

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