Egypt Initiation: What Truly Happens When You Say YES to a Sacred Journey
Egypt is not a vacation.
It is not a bucket-list destination.
It is an initiation, one that begins long before you step onto Egyptian soil.
For every soul who feels the whisper of these ancient lands, there is a reason.
A memory.
A contract.
A call.
I recently returned from guiding a group of 22 courageous souls through Egypt during the powerful 11/11 2025 portal, and what unfolded was beyond anything words can fully hold. But I feel called to share this with you, because if you’ve ever felt Egypt tug at your spirit… this may be your sign.
The Call: Egypt Begins Working With You Long Before You Arrive, some journeys begin with packing a suitcase.
This one begins in your bones.
For me, Egypt has always been a place of remembrance, a land where my spirit feels instantly at home. As we drove toward the Giza Plateau this year, I felt that familiar activation: a softening, a recognition, a deep exhale that whispered:
“Welcome home. You’ve walked here before.”
Egypt does not meet you as a tourist. Egypt meets you as a soul returning.
Inside the Great Pyramid: The 11/11 Sarcophagus Ceremony, entering the Great Pyramid is unlike anything else on Earth.
You step inside with all your human identities… And walk out as someone you’ve known for lifetimes.
Guided by our extraordinary teacher Emy Shanti, who has devoted her life dedicated to this sacred work, and the magnetic energy of our co-facilitator Emily Blushtein, we entered the King’s Chamber in complete silence. Phones away. No documentation. Only presence.
Then came the moment of initiation
the sarcophagus ceremony.
When I laid inside the stone sarcophagus, I felt:
✨ A surge of vibration moving up my spine
✨ The presence of ancestors surrounding me
✨ Vows of lack, abandonment & survival lifting from my body
✨ A message: “Rise. You are ready.”
Every person who entered emerged different.
Lighter.
Clearer.
Recalibrated.
The 11/11 portal amplified everything, activating memory, purpose, intuition, and soul-level healing.
Rebirth Under the Sun: The Giza Complex & Sphinx, Stepping out of the pyramid felt like stepping into a new lifetime.
Colors looked brighter.
The air felt cleaner.
As we stepped out of the King’s Chamber, our bodies felt newly assembled, drenched in sweat, as if the heat had melted every layer of the past from our skin. The space had turned into a sacred sauna, not just from the warmth, but from the density of the energy pulsing through our cells. We had shed timelines. We had remembered lifetimes. Our silence carried the weight of activation.
Then came the moment I’ll never forget.
The stone gave way to sky and there it was: the sunrise. Golden, holy, impossibly alive. As it broke over the horizon, something in me broke open too. There are no words for what we witnessed… only a sacred pause. The kind that swells in your chest when the veil between worlds has thinned and you are standing exactly where you’re meant to be.
That sunrise didn’t just greet us, it confirmed us.
We were changed.
We celebrated our rebirth outside the Great Pyramid, then visited the Sphinx a guardian of ancient truth, vision, and cosmic alignment.
Egypt rearranges you in ways you only understand once you leave.
The Divine Feminine: Temple of Isis & the Softness of Aswan
Aswan holds a frequency unlike any other warm, feminine, deeply nourishing.
We prepared for the Temple of Isis by visiting the House of Essences, choosing oils that supported intuition, remembrance, and emotional release, my personal favorite The Lotus Oil
Before we arrived at the Temple of Isis, our journey inward had already begun. The night before, under the hush of ancient stars, we were guided through reflective journal prompts, an invitation to meet the weight we’d been silently carrying: old heartbreaks, ancestral pain, grief we didn’t know how to name, resentment wrapped in survival.
So by the time we stepped into the sacred space of Philae, the sanctuary of Isis we were ready.
Here, our teacher Emy led us into a living ritual. We didn’t need pens this time. Our bodies and voices were enough. We quietly separated into small groups, each one becoming a container of trust and vulnerability. Around the temple, we gathered stones, each rock a symbol, each one holding the energy of what we were finally ready to let go of.
We infused those stones with the heaviness from our hearts, each breath, each word spoken in sacred witness, transformed the weight into something physical… something we could return to the Earth.
And then, one by one, we walked to the Nile.
In silence, in prayer, in ceremony, we offered our stones to the sacred waters. It was a personal act, but also deeply collective. A purification. A surrender. A sacred exchange between pain and peace, between human fragility and divine remembrance.
Mother Isis, the Great Healer, the keeper of magic and rebirth, held us in that moment. Her presence whispered through the wind:
“You don’t have to carry this anymore. Let your heart be light. Let your soul rise.”
It was not just a release. It was a renewal.
Inside Isis’ temple, many women opened in ways they never expected.
Tears came.
Clarity came.
Forgiveness came.
If the Great Pyramid is a rite of passage,
Isis is the mother who gathers the pieces of your soul and returns them whole.
Joy as Medicine: The Nubian Village
Healing is not always heavy.
Sometimes it is laughter, color, connection, and childlike joy.
Riding camels through the Nubian village was one of the most heart-opening parts of the journey. Stepping into the Nubian Village felt like stepping through a portal, into a world that whispered:
“This is where it all began.”
Nestled along the banks of the Nile, this village doesn’t just carry history, it is history. It is memory made manifest in form, color, and rhythm. In every gesture, every wall, every smile… you can feel it:
❤️ Humanity was born here.
Not in theory, but in embodied truth.
The Women: Keepers of Prayer and Pigment
Here, the women are artists and priestesses in their own right.
They paint their homes with vibrant colors that don’t just please the eye, they speak to the unseen. Each brushstroke is an offering, each hue a prayer. The walls of their homes become altars, canvases for ancestral protection, fertility blessings, dreams for the next generation.
These aren’t just decorations.
They are declarations.
Declarations that life is sacred. That beauty is healing. That a home is a living spirit, one that breathes with intention and is constantly re-charged with love, protection, and color-coded codes passed down from mother to daughter.
The Men: Earth Stewards & Camel Whisperers
The men, too, walk a sacred path, one of grounded wisdom and relationship with the animal kingdom.
The way they care for the camels isn’t transactional, it’s relational. Each camel is treated as a family member, not a beast of burden. They speak to them softly, honor their rhythms, and know their personalities as intimately as their own children.
This connection between man and creature is not ownership, it’s kinship.
It reminded me: in ancient traditions, animals are not here for our domination. They are our mirrors, our guardians, our travelers between worlds. The way these men walk alongside them is a masterclass in humility and harmony with nature. We were welcomed by children, learned the local ABCs, received henna blessings by the local women, and ended the night with tea, music, hookah, and community.
Joy, too, is sacred. 🫰
Temple Activations: Kom Ombo, Abu Simbel
Kom Ombo: Forces of light and shadow
Of all the sacred sites we visited…
Kom Ombo was, for me, one of the most personally profound.
This temple holds a unique energy. It honors both Horus and Sobek, the forces of light and shadow, clarity and confusion, higher vision and primal instinct. It is a place of duality, and within that duality… a bridge.
The Myth of the Brothers: Horus and Sobek
Here, I deepened into the ancient myth of Horus, the falcon- headed god of divine vision, and his opposing force, Sobek, the crocodile-headed god representing the darker, denser, more reptilian aspects of consciousness.
Through the guidance of our teacher, we were invited not just to learn this myth,
but to live it.
To see ourselves reflected in it.
To recognize the inner war we all carry between light and dark, trust and fear, love and control.
The Ritual of Offering our Darkness,
We began by facing Sobek’s side of the temple, the side of density, shadow, and heaviness.
In this moment, we weren’t bypassing or rejecting our darkness, we were acknowledging it. Naming it. Honoring it as part of the human journey.
Each of us was invited to offer the energy of pain, fear, trauma, resistance, the weight we no longer wished to carry to Sobek, the guardian of the underworld, the brother of darkness.
This wasn’t about shame, It was about alchemical release.
Calling in the Light, Then, with new space inside us…
We crossed over to the Horus side.
Here, we consciously opened our hearts to receive light.
Not light that denies darkness, but light that meets it. Transmutes it and Illuminates it.
We stood in this ancient place and said “Yes” to the radiance that’s been waiting to return.
Our capacity for clarity. For wholeness. For vision.
The Zero Point: Sacred Equilibrium
And then something beautiful happened…
We were guided to meet in the middle of the temple, the central axis where both deities converge.
The zero point.
The place of equilibrium.
Here is where the true mystery of Kom Ombo lives:
Not in choosing light over dark or good over bad…
But in understanding that our power lies in holding both, with love.
This moment was remarkable. I felt my entire being recalibrate. A deep sense of inner union, a mystical remembering of why I came here. The walls echoed ancient whispers. The ground pulsed with living memory. And I knew…
I had just walked myself home.
Abu Simbel: Activating power, purpose & soul mission
Abu Simbel: A Temple of Timeless Sovereignty
Abu Simbel is more than a temple, it is a cosmic calendar, a celestial mirror, and a testament to divine architecture designed for eternity.
Carved directly into the mountains of Nubia, this monumental site honors Ramses II and his beloved queen Nefertari. But beneath its grandeur lies something far more mystical… a code of alignment, prophecy, and divine order.
Solar Alignment & Living Stargates
Twice a year, on February 22 and October 22, the sun pierces the inner sanctum of Abu Simbel with laser-like precision. Light travels through the dark temple corridor and illuminates the statues of the gods—Amun-Ra, Ra-Horakhty, Ptah, and Ramses himself, activating a solar code that synchronizes heaven and Earth.
This is not coincidence. It is intentional stellar architecture. A living reminder that we, too, are designed to hold divine light in human form.
Nefertari’s Temple: Sacred Feminine Power
Next to the main temple stands one of the few temples in Egypt dedicated to a queen: Nefertari, a symbol of the Divine Feminine in full power.
Her temple honors the goddess Hathor, the mother of joy, music, sensuality, and cosmic womb creation. Here, the walls are alive with depictions of Nefertari standing equal to the gods, not as an accessory, but as a sovereign being.
For women on the path of awakening, this is a mirror:
✨ A reminder that devotion is power.
✨ That beauty is sacred.
✨ That to be a woman is to be a channel of cosmic intelligence.
Abu Simbel and the Eye of Horus Timeline
Energetically, many mystics believe Abu Simbel sits on a timeline of planetary recalibration, a grid point awakening the Eye of Horus consciousness on Earth.
It’s a place where solar and lunar codes merge, where masculine and feminine architecture unite, and where ancient prophecy whispers that humanity would return to these temples to remember who we are. We are carrying its light codes. These places don’t simply tell stories, They activate the deepest layers of who you are.
Integration: As I sit with the magnitude of what we’ve lived so far, I know in my heart this is only the beginning of what wants to be shared. There are still temples echoing in my body, initiations unraveling in my dreams, and whispers from the Nile that haven’t yet reached my voice. For now, I pause here, not as an ending, but as a sacred breath. I am still walking with these codes, still journeying through the afterglow of ceremony, still integrating the medicine of this land. Part Two of this blog will continue soon with the remaining temples, the stories that live in their stones, and the moments that changed me forever.
The Silent Transformation After the Journey
When I returned home, I went quiet.
Not because I was exhausted, yes and because Egypt is still moving through me. Integration is not an afterthought, It is part of the initiation.
If you ever join a Sacred lands & Spirit Routes journey, you’ll learn:
integration is where the real alchemy settles in.
Why I Guide These Journeys
I don’t guide retreats to teach people.
I guide retreats to help them remember.
To return to their essence.
To break generational patterns.
To awaken the parts of them that have waited lifetimes for this work.
And I do this alongside:
💛 Emy Shanti, our Ceremonial guide and Wisdom keeper
💙 Ahmed Nour, our brilliant Archaeologist & Historian
💜 Emily Blushtein, Co-facilitator, Modern Mystic, & Channel
This is soul work, not tourism.
If Egypt Is Calling You… Trust That
You don’t choose Egypt.
Egypt chooses you!
Spirit Routes applications open for:
🌞 Egypt 11/11 Portal Journey 2026
🌴 Bali PRANA Rising 2026
🌿 Colombia Root to Rise 2026
💧 Lake House Indigenous Medicine Retreat (May 22- 25th)
If you feel the pull in your chest right now…
that is your soul remembering.
Stay connected for announcements.
Your journey is already in motion. 🫰
