It has been just over six months since I moved to Luxor. I realize now that my soul was ready to be here long before I made the decision to relocate in May of 2024. It took my head a while to get in on the act, but after a few trips to suss out the veracity of my mad plan, I knew it was time. A summer spent weeding through my personal belongings, giving away so much of my accumulation, the trappings of a life I had begun to realize was slowly suffocating me, through that last weekend in September packing the four ridiculously heavy suitcases that contained all I had deemed necessary to carry, and the trajectory of my life changed. A leap of faith, taking flight from my gilded cage. My old life is now represented by a storage unit filled with a few pieces of furniture, artwork, my good pans, and some random decor; a PO Box that collects what mail still trickles through, and a few bins of crystals in the loving custody of a trusted friend. I arrived in Egypt on October 1, 2025, reeling from the abrupt endings of friendships that apparently couldn’t withstand me stepping into the light of my own life. It is funny how when you follow your heart, you find out who else treasures your happiness. My circle is smaller now, yet so deeply trusted. Geographic distance is not a hindrance to connection, and all that was meant to travel with me has made that long journey, what was ancillary left behind.
In many ways I feel like I am just landing here, while simultaneously feeling like I have never lived anywhere else. This is Home. I have yet to find the words to describe the utter peace I feel, the way my nervous system just breathes here, steady and quiet, opening to the cosmic flow of creation in the most profound way. There are moments when I feel like an infant realizing I have hands and feet, stumbling about as I take my first tentative steps. Odd things disorient me - looking at a ketchup bottle with the label in Arabic sends my brain into some sort of spasm of distrust. I Know it is ketchup, but can’t understand the words, so how can I trust what I see, what I Know to be true. Egypt has that effect - it calls us to trust what we know to be true, regardless of the programs and propaganda that swirl around us. For me, Egypt brings everything into Essence, stripping away the superfluous bullshit to reveal the core of an ancient, eternal energy that brings me back to my Self, if I am willing to lay my soul bare. I carry only that which is mine now. For decades, especially throughout my accounting career, I was the poster child for over-responsibility. My worth was shackled to my productivity, to how much I shouldered, and carrying the burdens so others could shine became part of a deep conditioning that made me a “success” at work while bleeding my own soul dry. I live without those chains now, investing my creativity in my own endeavors - in writing, in my spiritual teaching and mentorship, in living as the oracle I am, in unending conversation with the sacred. I have a deep and abiding relationship with the Divine - God, Goddess, Spirit, Cosmos - whatever name it is given is a means to convey the majesty of the All That Is, the connection of souls emanating from one source, an infinite energetic web of interdependent life continuously evolving by witnessing itself in relation to its collective Self.
Luxor calls me deeper into that witnessing, guiding me to explore the Holy of Holies within myself. At the heart of each temple here is a sanctuary space, a place supplicants are guided to as they deepen their connection to both heaven and earth. We are Divine Beings having a Human experience. Our prime impetus is to return to Sacred Union within ourselves - Divine Feminine and Holy Masculine, our Sacred Humanity in harmony with our Embodied Divinity. I believe this is an ancient encoding within us, an alchemy we are meant to experience within our Self, so we can recognize the divinity in each other, and evolve the collective. We are all One. We are on a precipice of destruction that is cataclysmic, a redefining of our human experience. Understanding that we are interdependent, that humanity is a living organism that cannot survive without the planet we are on, the atmosphere we breathe, and most of all, each other, is at critical importance now. The forces of division and greed, stoking separation and negation of our own humanity, are being revealed in an unprecedented way. We can no longer hide behind old narratives of self assigned superlatives, of ideology that denigrates and divides. There is no sitting this one out, protecting “your peace”. The only way out is through, hand in hand, recognizing all of our humanity. There is a freedom in letting go of the creature comforts, the endless scrolling and countless streaming platforms that are designed to distract us, to keep us immersed in a virtual escape while staying trapped in an endless cycle of consumption. We have an opportunity to awaken in every moment, to initiate our own resurrection. We do this by eliminating the distractions, by releasing the unnecessary burdens, by stepping away from the unconsciously adopted constructs that define so many of our lives. All of the things I “needed” in my old life, the distractions and compulsions, the ways I dulled the edges so I could keep functioning in a system that was, by design, stealing my joy, became irrelevant when I stepped outside of the box. For me, that meant walking away from a life that no longer offered me what I needed, to risk an epic fail in order to live in congruence with my soul. I have always had a flair for the dramatic, but it took me decades to reclaim the part of me that trusted so deeply what I Knew that I would follow that voice within. At this holy time, with a world on fire and awash with chaos and madness, it is time for each of us to look within, to listen deeply, and to take the first step toward our own rebirth. We no longer need the chains of the past to anchor us to what was, we need the courage of our Presence to co-create what is becoming. It is our choice. May we bear witness to our collective resurrection, a resurrection of Love.
Blessed be.
