Coordinates: Maadi, a chill neighborhood in Cairo in bed with all the covers piled up on me. Despite being close to the equator, it’s winter in the desert.
[sound] Ani Williams plays the harp, tells stories about finding the resonant frequencies in the Abydos temple, and generally schools us about the archetypal stories of Egypt.
[mysteries] There’s nothing like a good scandal such as being tried in court for fraudulent ghost photography to make your career. No one could prove how he did it, so after being acquitted he had a massive career in NYC snapping shots of the dead.
[psychedelics] There is a beautiful gift to the world called “Tales from the Trip.”
[sillies] The best game show on YouTube currently, to my funny bone anyhow…
[dance] Gorgeous movement and a gorgeous song
🤝🏼 Substack just dropped a feature for you to get a 7-day trial of premium status. Tomorrow I’ll be sending a transmission from Cairo in contemplation with the Sphinx of King Amenemhat III about inhabiting your voice and standing in the gravity of your feet. Here’s the beginning.
Never forget the power of your own roar. And if you can find the ringing resonance of the truth, don't fear to roar loudly. For it is in those moments where you crack open the boundary of that which was to find the expansion.
The Universe herself is ever-expanding. She is ever roaring the roar of creation for bringing into birth is accompanied with sound, with Word, with thought, with deed, with pain, with pleasure, with ecstasy, with the knowing of the truth that this is existence. This moment is happening – it is undeniable.
In those moments when you roar, do not be afraid. And if you find yourself in fear, know that it too is an essential part of this experience. It’s not to punish you or anyone else in the sound of your roar but to set all free from flights of fancy which would have you escape the truth of this moment.