I believe that also, it was more like the gods called out to me from a young age. My dreams were more than just vivid, I could feel the sensations completely, and sometimes heard voices after waking up that, I later learned, were speaking an old language of Egypt. As a young kid I hadn’t even read about such things, so I just assumed I was a little wacko.

And I was, but now I’m a big wacko and I know what I believe is something deeply rooted inside my consciousness. It’s like I’ve been there and walked those paths before. Reverence, it definitely is that and a sense of awe that is both terror and respect at the same time. I’m glad I’m not the only one who experiences that!