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Ancient mystery School teachings - the God of Wisdom - Thoth

The All is in All and All is in The All”

or put another way

“God is in All and All is in God”

 

 

My aim with the building of the Flower of Light center, with running my Retreats and Workshops, is to bring back the Ancient Mystery School Teachings to Egypt and to make the teachings available to all who seek them. To build a beautiful Retreat Center, for all who are in need of a place of peace and tranquility, an oasis for the soul.

 

Ever since I was a child I wanted to live in Egypt. My first connection to Egypt, came through my father. He was a man who was on his own spiritual journey long before I was born. He had traveled to India and Egypt among other numerous places around the planet. He had a vast and deep understanding of Spiritual Wisdom which I was blessed to have access to. He had a library of books on all sorts of Spiritual Wisdom traditions and practices and he taught me, from a very early age to know the difference between the dogmas and rituals of organized religion and that of Spiritual Wisdom. He was a deeply enlightened human. As I look back, I realize that he was preparing me, all my life, for what I am endeavoring to do now. When I was a child I was reared on stories of Ancient Secrets, the secrets of the incredible feats of the Yogi's of India, the high civilization and technology of the Ancient Egyptians and Maya's etc. but above all, my Dad taught me what all those civilizations and ages had in common, the knowledge of the Unified Spirit within Man. He taught me the knowledge of the Universal Mind, all is Thought and all is created with Thought. He taught me self empowerment, he showed me that the root of all truth can be found only deep within the self, in our own inner space. He taught me that Spirit or God is not separate to the creation, but is the Creation itself. He taught me the knowledge of As Above, So Below, As Below, So Above, the macrocosm and the microcosm. He told me, at a time when he was very sick and nearing his own departure from this world, that not even so called death would destroy our connection, he promised me that our ability of sixth sense communication would not stop, he told me that he would continue to guide and assist me. He is and was a man of his word and today, even though he passed from this planet, we still talk to each other on a daily basis, he continues to guide me in all my decisions and he is my EYE on the higher planes, he gives me a birds EYE view of my future, we work hand in hand together and everything I do in my life is guided by his ever increasing knowledge.

 

At the time of my Dad's departure from this world, I was working in a large electronic company in Dublin. I had studied electronic engineering after I left school and worked ever since then in this area, but by this time I was trying to figure a way out of it, out of the world of 9 to 5 mindless boring work that brought me no satisfaction at all. I was being mentally and spiritually deprived by my working lifestyle and just couldn't see a way out. I had recently completed a course in Holistic Healing, Holistic Therapy and Ki Energy Massage with the Irish Health Culture Association and was trying to build up a business with this, things weren't going right and I found it very difficult to make the break. My Dad had always had an excellent mathematical mind, which I did not, and he always said that “Maths was the language of the God's” I never quite got the concept of that one at the time. Then one day, just about 3 months after Dad's departure, I was in work and I was looking at some websites to do with Egypt, which I did often to keep myself sane and I came across a site which was talking about the connection between Sacred Geometry, Maths, Quantum Physics and Sacred Symbolism and in particular about the symbol of the “Flower of Life.” On the top of the website page it said “Maths is the language of the God's” where had I heard that before? As I read through the site, it all fell into place, everything that my Dad had been talking about, the concept of Maths being a language, it suddenly made sense and I got a huge kundalini rush. I read further and discovered that the Flower of Life symbol not only described everything that my Dad had been trying to tell me, but that also it was found in the most Ancient Sacred sites around the world, and of course it was also in Egypt, in a Temple called the Osirion in Abydos. You can read about the secrets of the Flower of Light and of Life in the Emerald Tablets of Thoth. This led me into an even deeper study on the subject of the connection between maths, the coded language of our DNA, astronomy, astrology, symbolism, quantum physics, gematria (a system of assigning numerical value to an alphabet) electro magnetic energy, zero point energy, alchemy, the light body, ancient myth and mythology. In short the Secrets of the Knowledge of the Ancient and highly advanced Civilizations, those wise and Spiritually advanced races of people that just seemed to disappear off the face of the planet...or did they? Did they understand some profound knowledge that we have forgotten today? The Universal Laws and Principals and the Sacred Law of One?

 

When I first got the idea to build the Flower of Light Center, on one of our many return visits to Luxor, it came to me in a holographic image, literally! I saw the center in my minds EYE almost exactly as it is today, I was walking down the road past the Sonesta Hotel on the East Bank of Luxor with my husband Dony, we were talking about how it was so difficult for anyone coming to Egypt to find Spiritual Guidance, Spiritual Wisdom connected with the Esoteric Mysteries of Egypt. I wondered why? Surely, I thought, there should be somebody here willing to offer this knowledge to Spiritual seekers, after all, an ever increasing number of people coming to Egypt today, come on Spiritual Journeys. I couldn't believe that in the home of the Mystery Schools, Egypt, there was nobody teaching the Mysteries? Why not? So, in that moment, we realized that this was our goal. My mission, was to return the Mystery Schools and the teachings of Thoth, Hermes, to Egypt and to make the teachings available, once again, in the land where the Ancient God's once lived. It was said by the Ancient Egyptians that Thoth (thought) brought humanity into manifestation, Thoth the Scribe, the messenger of the Gods.

 

When I returned to Ireland after this visit to Luxor, lots of things began falling into place, the memory of a motorbike accident I had when I was 14 years old and the out of body experience I had during the accident. The way I had been saved from the accident by a man who just seemed to disappear into thin air, this man had saved my life, the accident happened at 3 o'clock in the morning on an old country road, and to make things worse it was lashing rain, the chances of me being found by anyone was very slim as the road was not used by many people. This man had come from nowhere and found me, brought me to the hospital and then just vanished. My Dad put adds in the newspapers looking for him, to thank him for saving my life, but he never came forward nor did he ever call the hospital to find out how I was doing. It was very odd, a man who was kind and concerned enough to take me to hospital, you would think that he would want to know if I survived or not, wouldn't you? I also started to remember a dream that began just after I had the accident, a dream that would eventually connect with everything I am doing today.

 

We set our sights on finding land in Luxor to build the Flower of Light center, we came back to Luxor many many times after to find the right piece of land, we found disappointment after disappointment. Every time we thought we had found the right land, something went wrong. We had just about given up on the idea of buying land but we decided, after long discussion, that we would leave Ireland and move to Luxor anyway and see where it would take us. Long story short, just after we moved to Luxor, we met a guy that brought us to the land that we would eventually build the center on. After sorting out various different things, we moved out of the apartment we were staying in at the Nile, and up to our new land and house. We were living on the land for about six months at this stage and were well into the build of the center, every evening when we would go out to the front of the land and look over at the mountains of the Valley of the Kings, I would always wonder about the mountain right in front of our center because it had something built right on top of it. I didn't know what it was and Dony thought it might be an army base. One night we had an Egyptian friend of ours over, he worked as a Tour Guide, and we were sitting out front of the land, I asked him “Do you know what the building on top of that mountain is?” he said yes its a Temple and the mountain is called Thoth Hill. I nearly fell off my chair and once again I got a huge kundalini rush, I realized in that moment that we had bought the land for the center right in front of Thoth Hill without even realizing it. I knew more surely then ever that we were on the right track. The synchronicity that has flowed and the guidance that I have been receiving since then has been phenomenal. The whole process has been a huge lesson for Dony, Dylan and myself.

 

I remember, years ago, when I was younger and always hopping from job to job, my Dad said to me one day, after I had just walked out of another good job..he said ”I know what you don't want to do with your life, but tell me, do you know what it is that you do want to do”? I said YES...I told him that, “if one day I found myself in a position where I was working on the Ancient Mysteries and living in Egypt, I would think that I had died and gone to Heaven” WELL, here I am, and who knows, maybe I am in Heaven....

 

  “THE LIPS OF WISDOM ARE CLOSED EXCEPT TO THE EARS OF UNDERSTANDING”

                   Excerpt From the “Kybalion” Hermetic Philosophy..

 

In Love & Light
Antoinette - from the flower of light in Luxor Egypt

http://www.freewebs.com/flower-of-light

or www.floweroflight.com


 

 

 

 
 
   
 

Shivers, getting lost on journeys, and college interviews!

Good eveninz.

 

Today was pretty fantabulous. I woke up this morning with the urge to use my inhaler. I'm asthmatic you see, I gotta take them. The thing is, the one I use gives me the shakes. It's a common side effect, but I prefer to use the spray-type ones rather than this turbuhaler whatever it is. It's horrible and I hate it. I end up shaking for a few hours.

 

The morning was pretty cold too, and I couldn't relax because of my overreactive nerves, so I decided to play some FFXII on my DS. It's an awesome game, by the way. :) This was from 6-8. So at 8 o clock I went and got some breakfast and turned the hot water on so I could go in the bath, because I had a college interview. I didn't wanna be all messy and smelly!

 

I spent most of the morning learning what buses to get. You see, I don't get out much. I had no problem getting to the town, but I didn't know WHERE the bus station was (well I did, I just couldn't remember) and what bus to get from there. Luckily I had bought myself a daytripper on the way to the town, so if I got lost I could just hop onto a bus. :) It cost me £3.70 and that's an adult's fare. I dunno if you can get a child's version... but I wasn't bothered.

 

So there's me, strolling through Middlesbrough town centre looking for the bus station until I caved in and phoned my dad where to go. He pointed me in the right direction and I ended up trolling up and down the "wings" in the bus station looking for a bus I could get. I felt like a right idiot, to be quite honest. I looked like I didn't know what I was doing. But I didn't! It was quite a horrifying experience for me.

 

I managed to find a bus, though. However, I still didn't have a clue what to do. My dad rang me up guiding where I am on the bus. It was embarrassing, but I didn't really care. I was concentrating on actually managing to get off at the right spot! I managed to get off close to Hall Drive though, even though I stopped a bus stop too late. ¬_¬ But I managed.

 

So I carry on walking down Hall Drive, until I find a fence saying "property of Middlesbrough College Foundation". So me being a fool, thinks that that was the way. It was pretty scary. It was just a long walkway with high fences where I could easily get raped or what. I could see the college behind loads of bushes (there was a lot of holes in the fence) but no actual route TO the college. So I retraced my steps and carried on going down Hall Drive, until there it is in full view.

 

However, there was only a road for cars, and no such path to walk on without fearing getting run over. Nevertheless, I walked on the grass next to it, all hot and sweaty, and wet (because it kept raining all the time!!!).

 

I enter the college, looking for reception. It was nowhere to be found! I see this woman doing stretches so I just think "Aha... okay... where's reception?" Thankfully she guided me through the doors into reception, whom to the woman there I informed her of my arrival. She told me to sit down, so... I did.

 

A man eventually comes and asks if I have an interview, to which I complied. He takes me through some doors into this wicked hall. He asks for my name and he cannot look for my paper thing. I was kind scared because I thought they'd lost it. :( But he ended up going off with some other dude getting an interview and the really nice lady asked for my name and found it straight away.

 

The interview went pretty well. She mainly just asked a few questions and made sure I knew what's what. It was only 10 minutes. It took me an hour and a half just to get there! Though I'll be quicker next time.

 

Getting back home was easy, since I just retraced my... BUSSES!

 

However, on the bus from the bus station to home, the bus driver only went and got his gear shift stuck. So I'm sat there, with a woman panicking over not being able to get her son home from school on time, sat on a bus with the engine turned off. Luckily some dude came on the bus and sorted it all out, and the bus driver looked/felt like a complete arse because he tried his hardest to get it working.

 

Nevertheless, I got home. I tidied my room and went back to my DS, had my tea and played on it some more. Went on the computer and... started blogging! :D

 

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I kept writing in different styles so forgive me for that. I dunno how else to blog so I do it strictly in chronological order. Never mind. I intended to update the next day, but it ended up being a week or so later. :S

 
 
 

   
Some more background
      It's been about 12 hours since my 1st blog and after 2 runs, I'm both tired and ready to put yet another day that will bring me that much closer to my GOAL to bed. I must however take one last trip down "Flashback Drive", towards this past summer & fall.
     So as I mentioned I've been living/training in Boulder now for some time. I got here in the Fall of 2004, but wasn't officially moved here till the following year. Between 2004/2005 and this past summer (2007) I basically stayed put in Boulder and just trained and trained and trained under my old coach: Brad Hudson. We had a great relationship and great mutual respect. We also had a great group of athletes to train with, although I still did most of my training alone. I did a few races here and there, but never a complete season.
    All that changed this past summer when I finally decided that with the following year (2008) being an Olympic one, I better get out and (1) improve on some of my PB's  & most importantly (2) get used to racing again. This also happened to be right around the time when my old coach: Brad, had decided to move to Eugene, Oregon. This was essentially our goodbye, as I wasn't to keen on making a long distance relationship out of it. This left me free to explore other coaching opportunities but at the same time left me in a bit of a limbo as I was attempting to get going again towards Europe.
    Long story short I went over to Europe and really did a number on myself. I never got going really well and raced so pathetically that I not only saw it as a waste (at the time), but registered my 1st ever D.N.F (Did Not Finish) at a steeplechase in France, where I also injured my back. These were two things that I had never really done before and it more or less set the tone for the rest of my time there.
    A few good things came from the trip though. I got to meet my girlfriend Samia, who's an American Marathoner, and currently training for the Olympic Trials in that event taking place in Boston on April 20th, and also got to see what racing felt like (even if it wasn't from the point of view I had hoped for - as in the FRONT). All in all my time there wasn't all that bad, as it only made me hungrier for this year.
    Fast-forward ---->  I came back to the States after a brief holiday in and around Spain visiting family that I love very much, but hadn't seen in close to 6 years. This was also the longest amount of time in 3 years I had gone w/out running (13 straight days). I had won my final race -a small 1500m race in Belgium- and enjoyed my time off, but was eagerly looking fwd to getting back to real training.
    My 1st stop back in the U.S was New Jersey where my mom had moved to. I stayed with her there for a little over a week. The 1st few days of training were absolute HELL! I had managed to put on about 15lbs (was just shy of 160lbs) and was sore all over! I couldn't believe how out of (running wise) shape my body had gotten. I would go for a 35 or 40 min run along the ocean and the next day wake up feeling like I had been on the wrong end of a fight. This continued for some 10 days. All in all I ran 25 miles my 1st week back. My girlfriend Samia also came to visit us in NJ. It was great having her around as it was also her down time. She had just competed for team USA in Osaka, Japan in the marathon for the IAAF World Championships. We were both eagerly looking forward to 2008 and the possibility of both making the Olympic Games.
    My 2nd stop was Boulder, Colorado. I got back here on the 10th of September. Harlan & Lorraine had been great in allowing me to store some of my stuff in their garage while I was away. Now I found myself back and kinda LOST. I was lost in the sense that I had no coach, I had no idea who or where I would find and I also had no "home".  Luckily (if you believe in luck....I don't) for me, Harlan & Lorraine were more than happy to have me join their family until I found my direction. The only thing that was ever clear was where I wanted to go (Beijing, China in '08), I just couldn't tell you how I'd get there.
    Lorraine had mentioned a few coaches such as: Steve Jones (former Marathon World Record holder), Bobby McGee as well as Greg McMillan. Greg seemed like a good choice, as he was starting a new post-collegiate group out in Flagstaff, Arizona. Seeing how I had nothing to do and I was still in my pre-training build up (meaning getting in shape to actually train) I decided to drive out there with some friends that were also thinking about moving to the area.
    I enjoyed my stay and the guys on the team were great, but I didn't really get the same vibe/excitement while there that I got (and still do get) for Boulder. So that plan was out. I flew back to Boulder with once again very little clue as to the next step. Eventually it dawned on me that Lorraine should be my coach. Both she and Harlan had always been great people for me to bounce ideas off and I always felt that they had my best interest in mind. Add to the fact that Lorraine herself was a great runner and I was IN!
    I finally came out and asked her at a Collegiate cross country meet we were at. We talked about how we would approach training and what sort of things we would try. She always knew what I was up to while w/ Brad, so she had an idea of what I should do vs. what I had done and how to tweak things here and there in order to get the most out of my talents.
    So there you have it. Lorraine & I started our coach/athlete relationship the 1st week of October. The rest as they say, "Is history..." but this time I hope, it's history in the making. The next few months should tell a lot. Thanks for reading (or attempting to), I promise to try and keep the next blogs shorter. I figured in order to better understand where I'm going, one should know where I've been.

Peace & Love
 
 
   
 

wake up
Tears have found a home within all he tries not to be.
Fighting to live, but never actually allowing his feet to hit the floor he vows tomorrow will be better.
Within his confinement his fingers feel the vibrations of a life once lived and his journeys yet to be traveled.
Trying every temptation that passes his eyes emptiness continues to be a void yet to be filled.
A mothers voice calls his attention to a fallen soldier.
Quickly without hesitation the child brushes himself off and climbs back on the bike.
A mothers pride tells him he has witnessed that his life was meant to be lived.


 
 
 

   
bruised and battered by my words

well yesterday with the day that my hsc experience commensed. yay.

it was of course the first english paper; journeys.

my hand was so cramped after i wrote the essay. my hand couldnt keep up with my mind..lol..

but after the exam, i blistered!

that's right! i have a blister on my thumb and another on my finger. it is the way i hold my pen and it is forever rubbing that spot on my thumb and figure, and therefore, causes a blister. and yes, it hurts! "oh whoa is me"

*cry* i didnt have enough time to write my second related text; Star Wars; Revenge of the Sith, by Matthew Stover! i knew the quotes and inner journeys and everything!

 

"everything dies. this is why jedi form no attachment; all things pass. to hold onto something - or someone - beyond its time is to set your selfish desires against the force. this is a path to misery, the jedi do not walk it."

 

and

 

"...to have the ability to directly influence the midi-chlorians to create life. with such knowledge, maintaining life in someone already living would seem a small matter."

 

and

 

"i give myself to you. i pledge myself to the way of the sith. teach me. lead me. be my master."

 

and

 

"im sorry lord vader. im afraid she died. it seems in your anger, you killed her."

 
 
   
 

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