3/30/2007 - Atlantis

There is much mystery and spculation revolving around the lost city of Atlantis, and magick is very much tied into this mystical city, as well it is an important point within Pagan beleif to some degree I think regaurdless of what ones stance or beleif upon the city is, as well the ideas of the city have penetrated the minds of people from all backgrounds and varrying beleifs, though common speculation of the city is that it was in fact a highly magickal place, of course this could relate to its complete and mysterious dissaperence, the use of crystals are commonly tied into the city as well, along with sepeculation of technelogical advances, with all this being said I thought I would give some of my personal thoughts upon Atlantis.

I do not expect nor ask that everyone beleives what I say nor am I trying to nessciarly convince anyone of anything or trying to prove anything, what I say I hold true for myself and leave others to take it as they will, the only thing I will give, is my word that though there are those that my choose to be skeptic of my words, and all are free to think what they wish, I am not speaking falesly, that is to say, I am not trying to emblesh anything for the sake of intrest, all that I say, I say from the heart and firmly hold true in my own mind and soul.

I have complete faith that Atalantis was true and real, that it did at one time exisit and that it was truely a marvelous and fascinating place, and it was strong in magick and power, and a place of mystics, the reason for my firm belief in this, is the fact that I have distinct and vivid memories and visions of Atlantis. I beleive that I was indeed an Atlantian in a past life, thought I have only segements and flashes of these memories, and do not have the whole picture, and I cannot say I know what had happend to Atalantis, or where it is now, I have no doubts that these recollations were indeed of Atlantis, and from what I have seen, I would say that I was likely a priestess.

One thing I do have a very clear memory of, was of walking down a hallway, a glorious hallway which had tall glamarous walls which caught and reflected the light, they were almost prism like, and perhaps could have been made of crystal, and I remeber the ocean, the vast blue ocean which was so clear. I was in some sort of robe like garment, of white, which in part lends to the beleif that I was a priestess and the style of the clothing seemed almost to mix elements of both the Greeks and the Egyptians.