Work so far…

We are returning to Luxor for a week to renew my visa, hopefully without having to go back the UK first. It’s been pretty quiet here, energy-wise, as I have completed the first phase of energy connections and anchored the new energies from the Sea to the energies in Luxor.

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There are different layers of energy here, all within each other, and connecting sea, to land and river.

The energy of this Sphere in Sahl Hasheesh is very ‘female’ and when working with the sea it is always a feminine energy who communicates and tells me what to do. Only once did Neptune appear and he joined forces, gently, with the Feminine energy of the Reef. That was when Chris had come to stay with us, in December, and completed his 7th Gateway, in the sea! Neptune is the Sea energy we usually work with, in the Northern hemisphere. The reef energies here are very different.

The first thing we had to do was ‘energise’ the waterfalls and fountains here in hotels and in the Piazza. The Ruby energy was also anchored in the Piazza and this is the central focus of all of the energy templates here in Sahl Hasheesh. It is from here that the energy-line which comes from Iceland; runs through the Aran Islands, Ireland, the UK, France, Alexandria and Luxor, and continues via Sahl Hasheesh, towards Jerusalem. I didn’t realise that that was the plan until I mapped it on google earth, but it makes perfect sense! We are re-establishing the sacred line to Jerusalem, which is a significant site of the Mother, since ancient times, the site of the Shekinah.

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The Ruby energy is the ‘Essence of the Divine Feminine’, a higher frequency of Love and Wisdom, and it runs through the earth from sites which have been activated with that frequency. It opens the Earth, and all of its people, to her Love.  The work we are doing around the world is all about readying the Earth’s network for the incoming Ruby energy, which will flood the earth with Love.


The energy templates for this sphere in Sahl Hasheesh, are Pyramid energy, the Pyramid of the Goddess Isis (my guides call it); a Pillar of Light network, most of which is connected to different parts of the sea around Sahl Hasheesh and Hurghada and which holds up an upper level of energy, connecting heaven to earth. To my inner vision, it looks like a huge Circus tent, held up with tent poles. These are the same energies I anchored in Winchester, England too.

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Palm trees play an important part in this networking. Corners of the energetic pyramid are anchored by physical palm trees. I didn’t realise this until I anchored energetic palm tree energies along the length of the West Bank Pyramid in Qurna. Here in the desert in Sahl Hasheesh it was anchored to a physical one.

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Palm trees are trees of the Desert Goddess here. Every part of the tree can be used for something and of course, they provide nutritious dates too. They grow where there is water, so they are indicators of life too. Energetically their energy is in the palm fronds at the top so they work on higher earth layers while being anchored to the earth. The ‘fruit’ of the Goddess feeds her people on Earth.

Each sphere on the Tree of Life contains different energies and layers. A Lotus energy template is also anchored in this one, like in Luxor, although this Lotus has only five petals, while the Luxor Lotus has eight. This represents the frequency of ‘spin’, or vibration that needs to be here, much like chakras in the Human body. My guides call the lotus petals ‘Love Petals’. What the significance of the number of petals is in each lotus, I still don’t know, but I am aware that each petal tip is linked to a sacred site.


Each petal also contains a crystal energy, although I have not seen the crystal energies for the Lotus here yet. In Luxor, there are two rubies and six diamonds, a balance of male and female and the entire Lotus energy sits above Luxor, connecting West Bank to East Bank. Here in Sahl Hasheesh, the Lotus energies join Sea to Land.


When the energy templates have been anchored, if you were to draw them, they would look like a yantra. If you know how to read the Yantras then you would understand the energies that exist in sacred places. They are the pictorial representation of anchored energies. The energy templates themselves are often geometric shapes and are an energy of healing. Each shape represents a different healing or seeding of new thought realities for the future.

Now that this part of the Sphere has been activated I am waiting for the next phase to start. I know that there is work to do in El Gouna, further up the coast. So I am looking forward to that!


Some videos…

I am still settling in and finding my way around both Sahl Hasheesh and Hurghada. I’ve been spending a lot of time on the shore, filming and photographing wildlife and doing energy-work.

Here are two videos I have made. I’m still playing…


Unexpected Guests.

The first thing I did when I got here was to walk along the beach. I love exploring and after being stuck indoors in my flat in Luxor for months on end it was heaven to be able to be free enough to walk, unmolested, in nature.

One big old shell…but just look at those beautiful colour tones…

I love shells, so I picked up a few pretty ones, took them home only to find that they contained hermit crabs! So back they had to go. However, we picked up a large one, looked inside and saw nothing. Safe to take home…I thought. It looked so old and…uninhabited…


When I got back to the flat I placed it on the table to come back to later, but then suddenly it moved! Was I imagining it? No…it definitely moved! I picked it up and suddenly a lot of legs rushed out and retreated quickly. A threatening gesture, just letting me know that he was not going to be putting up with this kind thing, not now…not ever!

Sand-covered hairy legs.

It would have to go back to the beach, but not until I could take a million photos of it to ascertain what kind of crab was inhabiting it! I have a need to ‘name’ the creatures I find or see. It helps me to know them somehow. It’s not enough to just see a bird, or a fish or a crab; I want to know it.

Greatly zoomed in image of a shell-fish, only a couple of millimeters large.

So my rather large friend was photographed and how amazing it is. It has an entire community of plants and creatures living on it. A small ‘spotted’ patch turned out to be an entire colony of tiny white anemone-like plants. Perhaps a coral-like plant beginning its life-cycle?

Shell community.

This crab was living in a shell which he had allowed other creatures to inhabit. It acts as a camoflage to predators. The creatures, who live on the shell, also benefit from the floating scraps of food that the crab distributes around him as he scavenges on the shoreline.

Sea plant of some sort. Not sure if this is actually a plant or an anemone, or the beginning of coral…

I googled the crab and it is a Hairy Reef Hermit Crab! The hairs on its legs are not actually hairs but are part of his shell. What I found so amazing was how the tiny grains of sand, stuck in between the hairs, seemed to be part of the crab itself. Perhaps it is part of its camoflage. But these hermit crabs live in the deeper waters on the reef or on the reef flats.. They are not land hermit crabs. That shell is far too heavy to cart around the dry rocks and sand!


But I did find some info on them, as this scared visitor was not coming out for love nor money. And a picture taken by Ron Yeo.

This is what he would have looked like if he had ventured out.

But, after discovering that he was not a land crab we had to find the right place for him to go back to, so we went back down to the Private beach of Al Andalus where there are ancient coral outcrops and we placed him on a rock where the tide was coming in. We had found him well above the tide line, on the concrete base of one of the beach umbrellas so someone must have taken him into the shore and left him there. That makes me glad that we had found him, otherwise he might not have been able to get back into the water and he might have died.

Returned to his home! A little blurry but you get the idea.

It’s a good idea to get to know the wildlife, as then less damage is done by visiting tourists. Helping the wildlife, and sea-life, to thrive in this environement is terribly important, otherwise we end up with dead reefs! And that would be terribly sad indeed!


Super Moon Adventure.

I went out this evening in the hope of taking photos of the supermoon, sure that I would miss it because the moon is usually well up in the sky by the time the moon was supposed to rise.


However, there was no sign of it, at all! We walked over the desert because I really hoped to spot the fox that we had seen the other night in the Piazza. They are unusual there, as it is a built up area, so it had to be living in the desert somewhere close by. We didn’t find him either but we did find his paw prints!


We crossed over the dry, fossilised coral beds until we came to the road. Still no moon! Then I saw a sign for Azzurra, a resort I had seen advertised in Sahl Hasheesh brochures, so I decided to go there. Omar was feeling nervous. He still has that old ‘I’m Egyptian, that is a tourist place, and I am not allowed there. It is only for privileged tourists,’  belief. As a result he tried to convince me that this was not a good idea and that we should turn back!


We saw ahead of us, a gated security station, so I said to Omar,”You don’t say a word. I’ll do the talking.” We approached the guy who wanted to know who we were. So I told him a story. I told him that I was supposed to meet a woman here for a coffee. “What room is she in?” I answered that I couldn’t remember. “What’s her name?” he asked. “Barbara,” I replied. It was the first name that popped into my head. “You know her?” I asked him. “Yes, Yes, Barbara, she is your friend?” he said, a little confused and speaking bad English, but then he waved us through without waiting for my answer.


Omar was really nervous now, but most people don’t realise that he is Egyptian. So far, since we have been here they thought he was either Greek, Russian or Indian! So he had nothing to worry about! It upsets him, but it has its uses when we are exploring hotels which we are not staying in.

As we continued down the road to the resort, Omar spotted the moon coming up! It was just emerging from behind the mist, which cloaks the sea-horizon here and it was bright red. He couldn’t believe it! We would not have been able to see this from any other part of Sahl Hasheesh, unless we were to the North, so following my desire to explore took us to where we would get the best view! That sense of excitement is usually my internal signal that where we are going has a purpose, so I never ignore it. It leads me on and on…


Azzurra really is a gorgeous place, but the famous pool is empty now, as there are not enough people there to warrant the hard work of maintaining it. But we had stunning views of the rising moon. I still haven’t figured out the light metering of my camera so the images were not crisp like I would have liked them. But what an incredible view of the Red Sea that the residents have. Great location.


We pottered around the very Italian-style resort, Omar still feeling nervous and constantly trying to steer me in the direction of home. I realised that he is always doing that. He always wants to run home and I always want to run away from home and explore the world. He decided that we balanced each other out! I’m not so sure about that!


At one point we saw a young woman on her mobile phone who came up and asked me where the gym was. I gave her directions and when she had gone Omar asked me how I knew where it was, as we’d only been here ten minutes. I told him that I paid attention! We had only just passed it five minutes earlier but he hadn’t noticed it, too worried about getting ‘caught’ probably.

Once we had satisfied our curiosity, we walked back down the main road again, and just before we got to the gate a car pulled up and offered us a lift. Omar didn’t say a word as he didn’t want the driver knowing that he was actually Egyptian. It is the first time that he actually stayed quiet when I suggested that he did!

The driver said that he was the managing director for Azzurra, Medhat, his name was. We chatted and I expanded on the Barbara story, in response to his curiosity.img_5664

“Oh, I know everyone here. I know Barbara, you want to go back and see her?”  he asked at one point. Good grief! “No thanks, it’s OK, we’ll meet her again! We only met her a couple of days ago on the beach. I’m sure we will meet her again.”  Our manager is called Medhat too, as it happens!


He drove us back to Al Andalus, asking us if we were owners. I told him we had the tenancy for three years and he dropped us off at the door.  I wondered if he knew that I was making the Barbara story up and wanted to drop us off at the door to make sure that we actually were living there.

I haven’t blagged like that since I was 13 years of age living in Spain, where it was a method of survival! I didn’t know that I still had it in me! What a nice surprise! Omar hadn’t seen that side of me before either, so he was rather surprised too! But if there is one thing that I do know how to do and that is how to play the innocent tourist! Who would have thought that skills I learned whilst a teenager, surviving life in Torremolinos in the Seventies, would prove useful later on!

But, Egypt very much reminds me of Spain so I guess it isn’t too much of a surprise that old skills should resurface! Of course, if there is a Barbara living there, and if the driver really was the manager then…hmmm…

Once we were back in the reception of Al Andalus I picked up a leaflet for a therapy clinic somewhere. I asked Alaah, the night duty man, where it was and he said that it was in Azzurra! Flicking through it I saw an advert for Reiki at 65€! That’s an entire month’s worth of food here! However, it might provide us with the excuse we need if we ever need to go back!

On the Road.

I have moved from Luxor to Sahl Hashish, to continue the work I began in Egypt, in 2001, and although the thought of living in a Red Sea resort never once crossed my mind as a possibility, here I am!


We managed to cram all of my belongings into the car, which mainly consisted of spinning and weaving supplies, plus fabric, books and sewing machine! All the important things in life.

Water from the recent flash floods.
Water from the recent flash floods.

We drove from Luxor to Sahl Hasheesh and it took nearly four hours. We drove through desert and mountains and saw the result of the recent flash floods which left a few people dead. Rain, here in Egypt, has the same effect on this country as snow does in Britain. Everything comes to a grinding halt and electricity is often down.

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Initially, we drove through the usual dry, rocky desert landscape of Upper Egypt. Great places for one of my daughters to do photography!

Muddy flats after the rains.

There were lots of interesting buildings and old, abandoned, vehicles on the way. Some people live beside the road, probably Bedouin, in makeshift shelters of cardboard, wood or tarpaulin.

Old, disused bus, left to disintegrate in the sun.

Soon the desert roads gave way to the mountains. They were such beautiful colours.

Mountains of the Red Sea.
Mountains of the Red Sea.

From roses to greys, to browns and blacks.


Eventually, we passed through the mountains and once again were back in the desert. We had no mobile signal during the drive through the mountains, but all along the road were the connecting electricity pylons that take electricity to Hurghada, Safaga and Sahl Hasheesh.

Poor buffalo on their way to a tourist's table.
Poor buffalo on their way to a tourist’s table.

Finally, we see the sea; the desert sands reaching straight to the beautiful turquoise waters. It reminded me of my favourite song from my teens: A Horse with no Name. It was obviously a favourite song because it was a soul memory trigger, reminding me of my future journey through life.

First view of the sea.
First view of the sea.

As soon as we reached Al-Andalus, the place we will be staying in for the next couple of years, we unpacked and immediately went down to the water to connect. Of course, if I knew then what I know now, I probably would not have been so eager to go in barefooted.

View from our balcony.
View from our balcony.

Our new view, and well deserved if you ask me, after the last few years of looking at red brick and concrete in Luxor!