successful reactualization introduced me -- or should I say reintroduced
me? -- to Nahknet.
Nahknet probably wasn't my first physical incarnation. A young wife and
mother, she lived in Alexandria in
the Fourth Century BC. Odds are that there are dozens, perhaps hundreds
of incarnations prior to hers that
simply haven't actualized themselves yet. But Nahknet is the first (and
clearly-realized memory reactualization to date, so for the time being
Fleeta and I refer to
her as my "first."
To tell you the truth, I wasn't at all surprised to learn that I
actualized in 4th century Alexandria.
Ancient Egypt has been a lifelong
passion in my current incarnation. As a little girl, I used to pour
over magazine articles and
library books on the subject: mummies, Pharoahs, pyramids, Queen
Nefertiti ... all held me in thrall from a very young age. As a
teenager, one of
my most exciting experiences was going to see the King Tutankamen
exhibit at The Seattle Art Museum. I am fond of arm bracelets,
amulets, Elizabeth Taylor in "Cleopatra"
and heavy black eyeliner.
think that Steve
"King Tut" is the funniest song ever recorded.
surface in greater clarity and detail than more recent actualizations.
other words, I usually remember more about earlier lives than I do
about more recent lives. I don't know why this is so. I
guess you could compare it to the middle-aged memory: some days it's
easier to remember my seventh grade locker combination (19-7-3) than it
remember what I had for dinner last night. In Nahknet's case,
I am aware of the following:
- Her father was a sarcophagus builder, as were her two
older brothers and her husband.
- She married at age 14. Her husband Kheruef, son of
family friends, was 15. As was the custom, there
was no formal wedding ceremony: Nahknet simply moved into Kheruef's
house, one sunny Tuesday afternoon in spring, and the marriage was
thereafter considered legal and binding.
- She bore Kheruef three children, two
daughters and a
- Her vegetable garden was her pride and joy, and
provided her with a substantial income of her own. Ironically,
she hated vegetables and never actually ate them herself.
- She believed that the brain, not the heart, was the
source of all human wisdom. This was in direct contradiction of
- She could write backwards as well as she could write
- She was allergic to kohl.
I also know that she adored her husband and family ... that she
dreamed of traveling to distant lands, once the children were grown
and out of the nest ... and that she was fond of art, literature,
popular music and swimming.
These are emotional
parallels that have reverberated throughout successive incarnations.
Nahknet died at age 26, from injuries sustained in a
fall down a flight of stairs while carrying her vegetables to the
public market. When she died, her grieving
husband wrote a song about her. Translated, the lyrics went
something like this:
To hear your voice is pomegranate wine to
I draw life from hearing it.
Could I see you with every
It would be better for me
Than to eat or to drink.
The song became an instant hit in Alexandria and turned
into a celebrity, virtually overnight. "Pomegranate Wine" was
covered throughout the centuries by a number of other musicians: most
recently it was recorded by Egyptian recording artist
Nahsteez Hamfallazar, on her album of classic Egyptian folk tunes.