YOUR ETERNAL HOLOGRAM (eBook)

Another possibility was that he could push me away, thinking that I was a ghost, and I would end up falling down from my own pyramid! What a shame! Of course, I could have whispered at first, but the echo from this amazing pyramid would have made the sound many times stronger and it would have reached the ground and up to 500 meters around. The guards would have known instantly that I was here.

In fact, it could have been a guard in this darkness, sitting near me and knocking – not a tourist and I could have ended up face to face with my enemy... But it could also have been an ancient Maya ghost, spirit, which was playing during the night!

In the brochure for the tourists they mention that this place is full of ghosts and they even have specific names. The brochure advises tourists never to venture in the dark in this territory... I then remembered that yesterday, during the interview for our documentary movie, Don Julio, mentioned that high Maya priests are buried under the pyramid...

Well, as for me, the part about the ghosts did not worry me much. These are dead people spirits; they are my close relatives or colleagues from my past live. They would never harm me. Instead they should recognize and protect me, right?

I started concentrating on the sound. The sound went from the inside out. The source of the sound was coming from somewhere deep inside. I began to analyze the sound: yes, it definitely came from deep down, maybe from the small pyramid below, this rhythmic knocking, round, sound...

Maybe it was the heart of the pyramid knocking?

All of the sudden, it stopped.

Instead soft waves of spiral sound appeared, long and tall, like a fountain from inside the pyramid. There seemed to be some sort of barrier to the sound. Maybe I heard it with my body ... or through my Spirit and not through my ears even. Anyway, I did not feel comfortable to be on this side. I simply didn’t know who created this sound and what to expect next. I walked to the right, toward the main entrance side.

I lay down on my back in front of the temple and looked up to the sky. It was black, clear and filled with millions of diamond-stars, it went on forever. The stars were so bright and big! For miles around there was no artificial light, just jungles and old buildings of this ancient Maya city. No wonder the Mayan studied astronomy and astrology.

YES, I returned to my home. I spent many, many years here during my past life. I started touching these ancient walls, so precious to me. Finally, my life-long wish was fulfilled. When I sat or stood close by, shapes and angels on the walls felt unusually comfortable. I stuck like a magnet to them – glued to them. Interesting that no matter how I stood: facing the walls or my back to them, leaning against them, it felt enormously comfortable. Somehow, it reminded me of Japanese cups, which have an imprint for the fingers to create this special comfort. How many nights I spent leaning against these walls as a Priest, during my past life, thinking about my people’s needs, and watching the stars?

Once, during the hypnosis sessions, when I was asked to make myself comfortable and to find a place where I could relax, I would find myself instantly right here, in the temple on the top of this pyramid. It was the most perfect place, where I could be totally alone, isolated.

This sacred place always protected me from any visitors back in my past life and it does the same today, in this life. And here I am, now... What a pleasure!

Suddenly, I heard the screams of an exotic peacock from the hotel side and it broke the silence. Next, the rooster pronounced his independence. In total silence, a perfect echo reflected from the Ball Court site. Sky and stars began to be lighter. Forever, to the horizons, were jungles. In this early morning twilight, the Caracol observatory stood out and I began to see the contours of the Ball Court.

I checked the pyramid: I was alone, no one on the opposite side.

Time to start! Too much to do. So many thoughts and so many amazing things happened during those nights there...

I started cleaning my dear home, my magnificent pyramid – for the first time in the last few thousand years. It was very sad to see that in the most sacred temple in Mexico, this little room, closed with wooden planks was so dirty and dusty inside. I lit up some sage and walked inside, around and into the temple. My body knew what to do automatically. I only followed and observed the movements that were so much part of me. I smelled the fragrance from this sacred grass.

The Ancient Maya purification and activation rituals were performed here.

I was stunned when the pyramid woke up after thousands of years of lethargic sleep. Spiral of smoke went up. Little clouds of smoke created very unusual shapes; they followed the energy flow coming from the pyramid and then went straight up, like a million of white glowing thinnest lines. Amazing!

It was exactly how I saw it in my dream 18 years ago!

“Suddenly, a powerful fountain of energy erupted in a burst of stars and went up to the sky, sending out Holy, glowing rays to all people...”

The sound was truly amazing!

I was very busy. We did lots during those nights ... me and the Priest. Some secret rituals must be done in some special way. There were rituals related to the pyramid re-connecting with the universe, or being grounded to the Spirit of people. I followed the lessons, which I received in my dreams as a Priest during weeks after the hypnosis sessions.

I opened my "black diamond" backpack and took out a gift for the Chichén Itzá pyramid from its sister, the Keops pyramid. It was a crystal rock from inside the tomb which was waiting this special moment, this reunion in this sacred place for thousands of years.

I heard the peacock rooster again – he was claiming his territory then. He received a number of replies from another rooster on the opposite side. The sound was amazing! The sound came from far away, strongly enhanced by the pyramid. I was proud about my pyramid! One side of the sky from the temple of Warriors started to warm up and colored the rocks of pink...

I opened the video camera and started talking. “So, here I am, on the top of the pyramid, I returned to my home. I am an Ancient Maya priest of Chichén Itzá reincarnated...” Suddenly the camera shut down... I tried again, the video camera was dead! Maybe the batteries were dead? I looked around and regretted that I could not make a video of this heavenly, beautiful view; the whole of Chichén Itzá was now draped of pink from the sun rising above the horizon.

All of a sudden, I found that I am not alone! Maybe my rituals had attracted these strange witnesses? I had been too busy with cleaning my pyramid to look around during the last few hours. From the water well, Senote side, floating in the sky, there was a huge, silver, and shiny “flying snake”! In less then a minute, the “silver snake” took off with incredible speed.

A silver-white glowing ball appeared from nowhere around the same place and almost instantly flew across the sky toward Merida. Then, I saw a second ball hanging on top of the Temple of Warriors, which continued to observe me... I wanted to start taking photos but I blacked out.

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When I woke up, I start remember my dream...

I continued talking in some ancient language, repeating some words over and over again. A Deep Global voice was talking into my ears. My temperature rose and this was a sign of importance. My body was covered with goose bumps... I started to remember my dream...

Dream # 15

A message from the Magnificent Maya people.

I was up in the temple, standing near the entrance, and looked down. Everything was under the golden sunset light. I see the Temple of Warriors. Hundreds of warriors were standing on the bright red stairs. One by one, in total silence, all of them looking at me up here. Short skirts, belts, necklaces and spears reflected the sunset light... I saw the sunlight going through their eyes. I saw their shiny black hair, toned legs and arms’ muscles... Columns made a long shadow...

I felt that my astrologers in the Caracol were also frozen in time... I saw Maya people sitting on the ground around the pyramid with their children, wives and old parents... These are all my people... I know each and everyone of them. I blessed them when they were born and when they were married. Many came to me for help when they were sick, or for support and advice. This is my Big Family.

I turned back and looked inside the temple. My old teacher, the Priest, is sitting with his tortoise in his hands. All my people were around me dressed in beautiful, colorful outfits with feathers, masks and shiny, luxurious jewelry. The Snake, the Eagle and Anubis were nearby as usual. They all looked at me very seriously – they were waiting in total silence. From the corner of my eye, I saw long, tall figures, watching all of us in the distance.

It felt as if TIME had stopped and they were all frozen in that moment... All these people were cut and separated from us and our time...

Something in between ... in between times ... and it was burning. I saw a big...