She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun

 

 

Like many of my posts, this one will focus on a Subjective Mystical Experience and Encounter I had, which occurred approximately one year ago. Perhaps a little more. It’s a story I’ve been sitting with and nurturing at times, then leaving it alone and letting it breathe at others. The main question I’ve been pondering sporadically for the past year has been, is she ready yet? Is she ready to take on the possibility of working with people who are consciously aware of her existence? I’ve met with her more frequently lately, since our initial meeting and we think she’s ready! Who am I speaking of? I am speaking of a being who I refer to as, She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun.

Intuitively speaking, She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun was an ancient Egyptian priestess, who evolved into a goddess, or I suppose more accurately, a demi-goddess. This is someone who was once a human being and evolved to acquire divine consciousness and capabilities. Try as I might, I cannot catch her earthly name (I’ve yet to learn ancient Egyptian), so this rather romanticised description of her light and how she appeared to me will have to do. I must concede, there are many things beyond me; I cannot capture everything! And so, we must learn to work within our limitations. The demands of daily life (which I’ll make clear, I am truly grateful for, like work, uni and wedding planning) do compete for my energy. If only I could live in a cave, or under a tree, I know I could get more intel. But then I’d miss out on everything else life has to offer! One day, I plan on taking periodic sabbatical retreats. For now, I must make do with days off here and there, and worry about how I’ll access Wi-Fi in remote places a bit later on.

Before I go into my account of, She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun I’d like to give some background in regard to the current Kemetic and Egyptological climate in which I’m sharing this and other experiences.

In my previous post, I was left feeling shattered and unsupported when I concluded that an author, who I thought was writing about us (i.e., Kemetic pagans) and in support of us, was really writing in support of reconstructionists, perhaps most notably, the Kemetic Orthodoxy, who practice with stringent adherence to the historical record of pharaonic Egypt and thus, are purported to represent the most accurate modern version of ancient Egyptian religion. Other Kemetic groups are systematically dispatched. Starting with Afro-centrists and their claim to Ancient Egypt as a sacred, black space (this description is ascribed to my reader, Amanda) then on to the revivalists who are seen as mediocre representatives, and the Wiccan and eclectic Kemetics, who offer little to no accuracy as practitioners of ancient Egyptian religion. Actually, it was the House of Set that got slashed first, come to think of it.

The essential argument, without ever being explicitly stated, would be that only reconstructionists are valid Kemetic pagans. These Kemetics are likely to be the only pagans who have any hope of gaining a respectable status in the Egyptological community. Anyone else’s claims to ancient Egypt are simply not valid enough. I’ve likened this to the creation of Stepford Kemetics, pagans selling themselves out for mainstream acceptance. Those who follow esoteric and eclectic pathways, while perhaps a passing curiosity, are only authentic in the sense that they’re an authentic representation of themselves, but not of ancient Egypt nor its religion. This leaves the intuitive Kemetics out in the cold. An intuitive Kemetic is a descriptive label I invented, to place emphasis on what people can tap into, using their intuitive faculties.

I refuse to comply with any group of people who do not believe their intuitive faculties and spiritual evolution are of tantamount importance. I refuse to comply with anyone who would tell me that finding an ancient Egyptian priestess such as, She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun during your meditative journeys and working with her and introducing her to the rest of the world is meaningless. I don’t care if academics can’t extrapolate data from these experiences for their reports. That doesn’t make it meaningless, simply because you can’t quantify or catalogue it.

I’m not asking the rest of the world to follow my visions like they’re some sort of gospel. I’d like to see the rest of the world follow their own visions. As I’ve stated in other posts, we each hold an important birth right within ourselves. Yes, the antiquities and the historical record give us invaluable source material, upon which we can model our Kemetic practice but there’s so much more available to us, that we’re missing out on, if we don’t explore what or who is stimulating these internal mechanisms, which draw us to ancient Egypt in the first place. We’re dealing with an intensely mystical religion, when we delve into the religion of ancient Egypt, something that’s not meant to be a cerebral experience but a mystical one. That leaves valid places at the proverbial round table for many different approaches, rather than the dividing and conquering we currently see. This sense of chagrin and struggle, I feel, encapsulates the current Kemetic climate. At least, this is what I currently see and feel. If others have a different perception, I’d love to know about it as the current climate is not a pleasant place to be. All of this is one hundred per cent man-made, however. The netjeru are seated well above these distractions, and they beckon to us to join them, if we can hear their call.

As a result of the current climate, I must confide in readers, that I wrestle internally with deciding on the relevance of my own Subjective Mystical Experiences and Encounters, in the context of sharing them with the rest of the world. Does anyone care if some guy on the internet is saying he had visions of this or that deity? He could be insane or attempting to start a cult! There may be grains of truth to those statements, albeit of benign origin. I want people to start their own cults within themselves in regard to their practice and take ritual action in the world!

My reasons for sharing these experiences are ultimately simple. If a person has an interesting or unusual experience in the physical world, it’s only natural if they feel inclined to share a story about it. Well, then, why don’t we start incorporating stories from the non-physical world into our narratives? If someone has an interesting or unusual experience in the non-physical world, they should let others know by sharing their story. I think sharing stories from the non-physical world is something we need to normalise and when someone shares such a story, we need to take it at face value. It may be relevant to you personally; it may not be — you decide. All the while, we can accept the validity of the story to the storyteller. Whenever we have this type of environment of spiritual safety, an environment of openness and sharing, I think it will spark people’s evolution. And so, despite my own demons and self-doubts, I aim to demonstrate that safety here as best I can and make it a safe space for everyone. Whether people know it or not, I’m fighting for you to be in the driver’s seat of your own evolution.

 

I advocate for the entire Kemetic community as a whole, because I do not find the current status quo acceptable.

 

 

How I met She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun

After living in the same house for many years, I moved into an apartment downtown with my new partner. Doing so allowed us to have a fresh start together, which we both needed. (We ended up moving back to my old house after a year or so, which isn’t really relevant, I only include it for accuracy). As a sensitive, working with energies and non-physical beings is part of my everyday reality. When I moved, I didn’t realise how energetically plugged into the surrounding natural landscape I was, nor how central that connection was to my ability to function spiritually as an intuitive Kemetic pagan.

A small creek near my old house, which I call The Little Nile generates a beautiful energy which has been spiritually nourishing me for years, just as the trees and sunshine, which my part of the world is famous for. If I could get all that from just a little creek and a few trees in suburban Australia, I could only imagine what kind of energies the ancient Egyptians were working with, living along The Big Nile and its pristine surrounds. It gave me an insight into exactly what it was the ancient Egyptians themselves were plugged into. Later, I would nearly leap from my chair with excitement while reading, Temple of the Cosmos by Jeremy Naydler, when he shared similar thoughts on the sheer magnitude of the natural energies that would have been available to the ancient Egyptians. When you live with an abundance of spiritual rocket fuel, of course you’re going to blast off!

It took a long time for me to establish a good spiritual connection while living in the new apartment downtown. Obviously, we had Wi-Fi for our personal devices, but the energetic and spiritual Wi-Fi was quite poor. Then, once I started to get things going energetically, I could feel outside attempts at what authors like Barbara Marciniak call frequency control or a frequency fence, like something was trying to impose a limitation on what I could do in psychic terms. So, I really had my work cut out for me! Everything was harder and took more effort on the psychic level to perform. After about six months or so, I began to establish my energy in this new apartment. Whatever or whoever was attempting to impose the frequency control felt of extra-terrestrial origin and was negative. My response was to simply cut the connection and give zero reaction. I’ve battled t-rex sized reptilians in the past (after my encounter with A/pop/his, the Evil One I was left vulnerable to attack, which took a few years to recover from) and I simply wasn’t interested in another epic battle. Luckily, I didn’t get one.

During a meditation, I was visited by Ma’at, who I work with frequently. Lady Ma’at often appears to me as an expanse of white light, with a pair of eyes though I have seen her in other, more historical manifestations. As Ma’at worked with, assessed and tweaked my energy field, she commented:

“For many of you, your so-called dark sides are not very significant; you have some very average flaws which are all part of being human. I can work with you to stay on track — call on me to assist and I will be glad to do so. Be assured that much of this work you can do yourself.”

That felt reassuring, and I relaxed a little more.

Ma’at was working with me remotely from the edge of a desert; yet she was bilocating in my apartment at the same time. There, in the desert, I could sense someone else, someone waiting to be found. Curiously, I reached forward and scuffed the sandy soil with my foot. That one, simple action freed the being, who began waving, dancing, gyrating. I wasn’t sure at first whether to allow her to come forth, or to try and push her back to remain focused on Ma’at.

“I am wild and free,” she said, with one arm reached skyward and her head turned toward me inquisitively. 

I decided it was safe enough to allow this being to come closer; Ma’at and other netjeru were still around and did not appear opposed to her presence. The being before me emanated turquoise coloured light, with hints of green and yellow. Not altogether unlike the colour of faience. She was a novice demi-goddess, I intuited. The more she danced around me, the more I was picking up about her. At this point in my life, the occurrence of meeting non-physical beings is almost as common as meeting physical ones! More than once, she uttered her name to me in ancient Egyptian, but I simply couldn’t grasp it. Soon enough, I would begin calling her, She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun. That seemed to please her.

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun is a demi-goddess of spontaneity, celebrations, creativity, laughter, freedom, sexuality, dance and other forms of artistic expression. Moreover, her concern is centred around maintaining safety during festive events; in discerning danger and protecting against it. She is capable of communicating with us intuitively, to influence us in the right direction at the right time, particularly if invoked. The energy of She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun is very boho and she seems quite modern; I think that’s why her essence has intersected with this time and space. Girl power, it turns out, is not as new of a concept as we might think. Faience was doing it a few millennia ago!

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun brings us a modern, realistic understanding of Ma’at. You don’t have to be a puritan in order to uphold Ma’at. It’s okay to let your hair down, to be a little bit wild and indulgent as a part of being human. None of this is sinful, evil or bad if done with moderation and respect for all life. She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun radiates intelligence, yet is well-grounded and is approachable, despite her wild streak. She can be invoked for parties, festivals, and celebrations. She’s a wonderful demi-goddess to work with to overcome shyness and social anxiety.

“I was a priestess long ago, before I was made into a goddess, so I know very well what it is to be human,” says She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun. She also stated, “I am… [from the] New Kingdom.”

I asked her if other people today knew who she was and was told no, they did not. I then asked if she would like me to share this story, and if she would like to be invoked by others to share in her guardianship and wisdom, to which she responded affirmatively. She Who Gleams Like Faience in the Sun works along-side Ma’at and other deities (including Anubis, who seems to have taken on new roles in modern times in addition to his old ones, including protecting and guiding new Kemetic pagans) to assist people in having fun sensibly and responsibly, to avoid and foresee danger, and to embrace life. She is a good patroness to invoke when going out to events. I’ll suggest how to invoke her later on, below.

 

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun and her life as a priestess in ancient Egypt

After the initial meeting with She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun, I politely excused myself to do a few chores. The meeting had been very powerful, and I could still feel her around me. While performing mundane tasks, perhaps I was taking down dry laundry from the line, I began having spontaneous visions. I realised that we hadn’t finished everything we were meant to be doing, so I sort of just went with these visions and allowed them to take me where I was needed to go.

I was taken back to the edge of the desert. I could see her, as a human. The sun was bright overhead. I could see blue sky, greenery and also sand. She had an olive-like complexion and hair that looked almost dark brown. She was busy preparing for a religious task of some sort, I intuited, and she was alone.

“I was preparing to call on Amun, but then you have come,” she stated matter-of-factly. She stood facing me.

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun was a little startled but not altogether frightened by my presence. It dawned on me that this woman was also a sensitive, and now it was I who was appearing to her as a non-physical being, albeit from the future. I hadn’t known it until that very moment, but some deep part of me, some hidden knowledge came to the surface, and I knew that I’d gone back in time, as it were, to connect with this priestess before she became a demi-goddess to notify her of what she’d become. I was also to serve as one of her as guides in some capacity, to help her prepare for the new role, when that time came.

I announced to her that I was from a time in the future, and I had an important message for her: that the gods were pleased with her progress and one day she would become a demi-goddess. That surprised her, of course, but there was little time for questions. She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun had a very tame temperament and temple life kept her quite busy, not at all the wild child she would become. I wondered how and why that transition would come about. Then it was her turn to excuse herself, saying that she must return to the temple.

After that encounter, I remained connected to both the past and present aspects of Lady Faience, or as I affectionately call her, Lady Fae for short. I was there to help the past aspect prepare for what was to come and to help the present aspect connect with people today, to reach her full potential, and for others to reach theirs. I’m still learning how an average person, such as myself, serves as a guide to a demi-goddess! I never dreamed such a thing were even possible and yet, here we are. It’s made me wonder about the process by which a deity is introduced into a culture, in the first place. Are gods simply invented by the human mind to address certain needs, fears or desires, as some would have us believe?

I would say, surely, these introductions come from a mystic, someone who meets with the deity during a Subjective Mystical Experience and Encounter, then shares the story with their community. Perhaps others then take a chance and begin working with this deity and start having great results and experiences of their own. As a result, people want to pay their respects, make offerings, worship results and knowledge of a god or goddess spreads. Perhaps this is how all gods were initially contacted and their realities perceived, via our intuitive faculties.

As we near the end of this story, I’ve received a message that Lady Fae herself was such a mystic in her own time.

 

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun is ready to work with you! Here is how I suggest invoking her:

Simply light a candle and burn some incense or diffuse essential oils, perhaps with a floral note, such as Jasmine and sandalwood or frankincense. Lay out a few crystals like turquoise, chrysoprase and selenite. You can also include delicate fresh flowers, such as daisies and simple offerings of food and drink, such as dates, bread and milk or wine. Be sure that you have cleared the space first, and that you yourself are cleansed for ritual. If you are unfamiliar with the process, please check out this post on making natron and achieving w’ab or ritual purity.

Relax, connect with your breathing, get into a receptive or meditative mindset. If you need gentle meditation music to help you do this, that’s fine. Repeat aloud:

 

She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun, now it’s time to have some fun;

Lady Who dances Wild and Free, let me venture forth in peace and safety,

Help me to live my life to the full;

Smote all danger, void and null.

 

Invite She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun to partake in offerings, which have been laid out. You may also explain your intention and what areas you’d like her help in. You may wish to meditate for a few moments. Be sure to thank her before closing your ritual. To do this, simply snuff the candle but leave the offerings, if possible (although once an altar with offerings is set up, I usually like to allow votive candles to burn out naturally, usually 3-4 hours and I remove food offerings the next morning, allowing flowers to stand until they begin to wilt; these are then composted but it’s okay to remove everything sooner, just announce what you must do). It’s a good idea to cleanse the area again afterward with sage or kyphi, sprinkle with natron or asperge the area with water. Cleansing will never remove positive entities, only negative ones!

Thank you for reading Kemetic Blog. I hope you enjoyed this introduction to an awesome new demi-goddess, She Who Gleams like Faience in the Sun. Dua!

 

 

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