An Ancestral Rebirth
EARTH, THIRD ROCK from the sun in the galaxy called the Milky Way, Is where I dwell. I live on a planet with seven billion other people, full of chaos, confusion, and early death, Like many people, my life used to be full of confusion, sin, and endless nothingness, I would walk most nights going to clubs for one night stands, I had relationships with four women: all were disastrous. I hated my life. I could not find peace in the dysfunctional institution we call religion. At another low point in my life, something happened. During a return trip from Mexico after dropping off a friend who lives there, I was stopped at the border crossing between the U.S. and Mexico near San Diego. U.S, border patrol told me to pull over and men armed with M16s demanded that I get out of my truck. I was held for five hours. They took my truck and cited me for trying to run through a U.S, border crossing into the U.S., where l was born and have lived all my life. I was furious, got a lawyer, and wrote my congressman and state senator, who all later said they could not help me because of homeland security. It was the same story of realising I am in a place that doesn't belong to me - "same old feces different flies". One day something happened that changed my life!
At 4:00 AM that morning I fell into a deep sleep, I had a dream in which I woke up, opened the door to my bed. room and found myself in my father's house, I could see my father's living room where there was day light. I heard my mother's voice, she told me to come, and I walked to where she was. She was in the kitchen, I saw her as if she were in front of me. She said, "We know why you are here, I have talked to the others and we all agree that you are to do these things"| I tried to explain about my truck, she said; "We know about your situation! Everything has been taken care of". She handed me a piece of paper, on the paper I saw some names, some I knew others I did not. She wanted me to sign the paper. I told her if I sign this I wanted to be compensated for this. She replied, "You do not understand, you have no say so in this. In time you will see situations that precede events to come."I signed the paper and she said; "Now go" I turned and saw the reflection of what was me on the china closet glass. I was wearing African clothing which I never wore before, I walked through the living room and opened the door which used to be my sister's bedroom. Now I am back in my bedroom in the dark and I laid down. At that moment I awoke. I said to myself, "Wow, what was that all about?"!
I tried for the next few weeks to get answers to the dream from local spiritual readers, even my brother, in Miami, who was one. I got none. One day I was at a news stand, I saw a friend, who would one day be a fellow classmate; he gave me a magazine called The Rising Firefly. I opened the magazine; I read a story written by Master Naba, about ancient Kemet, it was information that left no room for questions. The information was so complete that I asked my friend where he had picked up the magazine. He told me he got it from a friend of ours, who was a local information guru that sold information to the unluckily uninformed. As weeks went by I got a call from my sister Alice that she saw a website by a Dogon priest. I told her I knew of him. A few weeks later it was announced that Master Naba would visit San Diego.
He came. We learnt that he wanted to start a temple on the west coast, Oakland or LA, were two of the choices. Later, my sister called me and told me that he picked San Diego, the World Beat Center.
One thing lead to another, I enrolled in the first class in San Diego with my friend from the newsstand. We met Bikbaye Inejnema who would be our instructor, classes started three months later. The lectures by him were wonderful, he talked about the Gods Ra, Amin, Ptah, Nu, Shu, Tefnwt, Geb, Heru, Set, the 77 Commandments or Code of Human Behaviour, Bayuali, etc. He taught us about ancestral worship and ablutions (spiritual purification) and zem zem (daily Kemetic spiritual activities). His lectures also included the Holy Drama, and the Sidereal Calendar. Months went by, I graduated and was initiated in an African garment made for me by a Ga woman from Ghana that resembles the clothing I was wearing in the dream with my mother. I went from a life of endless nothingness to a life with direction that enables me to write an article in the magazine that inspires me the most. I ask myself: was that really only a dream I had with my mother who had been dead for fourteen years!
I was born Donald Dorian Ridley, after my initiation I was given the name Bezheru Maktitaoui. Now my life is no longer endless nothingness but is open to endless opportunities. I can tap into endless resources the world has to offer, go to places like Togo, Ghana, Timbuktu, Benin, Burkina Faso, etc. I am exposed to information like the Medu Neter, a language which is tens of thousands of years old, and to the realities of the universe which is older than time it-self. My life is like a dream come true which reads:
It's been 407 seasonal years since the last heliacal rising of Septet (Strius star), The Tah (Kemetic name for Earth), the third planet from the sun in the galaxy called Milky Way, is in chaos and confusion all based on the misunderstandings caused by people.
There is a generation called Maktitaoui, this is where Bezheru Maktitaoui lives. Each morning I encounter the Heru/Set energies harmonising that chaos, only to find that the biggest battle in my life is within myself. I have multiple choices now, every morning, after I do my zem zem, I am glad to make just one. As I open the door to face the world, I ask myself "Is this the beginning or the end of what was?"!
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