Serventa, Priestess of Atlantis

Sample from chapter 1

"Go!"

It was Khufunaten, the ancient Pharaoh of Egypt, who had shouted at Serventa and was pointing his finger towards the door of the Sanctuary, the inner sanctum of the temple, a smaller room which housed a statue of its god, Ra. Khufunaten was seated on a small throne, surrounded by several of his guard in obedient, formal attention. He was dressed in a leopard skin around his shoulders and wore a nemes, a striped headcloth, covering the whole crown and back of the head and nape of the neck with lappets, two large flaps which hung down behind the ears and in front of both shoulders. Around his waist he wore a half-pleated kilt wound around the body with the pleated section drawn to the front. On each arm he wore an armband made of gold, with lapis lazuli, carnelian and faience inlaid in the cloisonné style to denote his status, beautifully made with a design of the Eye of Horus resting on a bowl, a hieroglyph for 'Lord', to bestow good health and fortune on the wearer. He was a middle-aged figure dressed in a manner to demonstrate his power. This seat was appointed for him when he attended the temple, where elements of the architecture were arranged and decorated according to complex patterns of religious symbolism. Next to him sat Nedjem, meaning 'Sweet', his queen, who posed royally, her eyes stood at attention to avoid showing any emotion, a luxury no Queen of Egypt could enjoy. That was her demeanour as expected of the queen of the Pharaoh. Khufunaten, the ruler of Shedet, had spoken and all those attending were a little shocked and fearful, except Serventa. She knew her Pharoah well and was expecting this reaction from him.

"Why? What have I done to displease you, my Lord?" asked Serventa, patiently kneeling in front of the Pharaoh.

"You know why. We have discussed this. I have received complaints from the other priests. Apparently, you have been teaching things outside our beliefs and that is not acceptable within the temple here."

"If people come to me and ask questions then I must give the truth as I see it. Would you rather I give falsehood and say something which I believe to be untrue? I am not deliberately trying to cause any dissent. I merely feel that I have a responsibility to give what I believe to be the truth."

"You must teach what you are given to teach and nothing else! That is the rule of the priesthood, and I agree with the priests from what they have told me. Therefore, you must go!"

"Indeed, I will, my Lord, but there will be others who will go with me. I do not seek devotion. Nor do I wish to lead. It is simply that I must share what I know, otherwise what is the point of being given knowledge if it cannot be shared amongst others?"

Khufunaten was not prepared to listen. He was determined Serventa would not be allowed to stay within his city. "No, you will go alone. You are to be exiled from here and no-one is to go with you. You will be banished forever. I have decreed this and it shall be!" Khufunaten had spoken and he expected to be obeyed.

It was at the end of the third civilisation that this story begins in pre-ancient Egypt, about five million years ago in our time. Motherega, the Jewel of the Universe, had been destroyed and a new place of learning was needed. Serventa had been brought from northern Iraq as a child when she was six years old. She had been carried on a litter by two attendants and they carried her all that way to Shedet, accompanied by a number of devout followers. Most of the journey she had been in deep meditation, preparing for her future role in Egypt as the high priestess of the temple at Shedet. It was twenty odd years since that time and some issues had developed that were causing disruption in the beliefs and behaviour of the priesthood. Not everyone was committed to the orthodox beliefs at that time and some dissent had started to settle amongst those who attended. It was a time of change, but some people did not like it. People are often afraid of change; this can cause disharmony and even lead to confrontation. Serventa had a great deal of knowledge and wisdom and this was conflicting with the orthodox beliefs of the priesthood and was seen as a threat to the establishment. Khufunaten was jealous of the attention she was receiving and he felt a little intimidated by this. He was aware of the growing unrest and saw Serventa responsible as the lead. This was an opportunity to both silence the unrest and to discharge Serventa.

"As you say, I will obey, but I cannot prevent others leaving if they so wish."

"We shall see about this. My guard will be given instructions. No-one else is to leave," said Khufunaten. "Lagus, you will ensure my wishes are carried out?"v

Lagus was the chief of the Medjay bodyguards and Serventa bowed in respect to him and Khufunaten. She then backed away towards the door, turned and left the Sanctuary. Outside the door, in the hallway, she met Mansor, her assistant priest and member of the Shenderin. The Shenderin was a group of seven who were responsible for the temple and its duties. Each member had been elected by The Great Mind, not by anyone of the Earth, and was offered that role if they would wish to accept. Of course, none would refuse and thought it a great honour to be asked to perform this duty. Mansor was in his early twenties, but wise for his age and loyal to his priestess. His hair was fashioned in the style of those within the priesthood, a page cut to fall below the ear in a severe pitch. He wore the white tunic of the priesthood, with gold trimmings to the knee, as did Serventa, but no clothing of animal source was allowed within the temple. The priests were vegetarian and, generally, the people did not eat much meat. Mansor wore sandals made of woven papyrus. Serventa preferred to go bare foot, as many did, and would only wear leather sandals outside in the open pathways and in the desert where the ground was particularly harsh on the feet. She always took the earth energy through her bare feet, as did all the other priests who had been taught by her, identifying with the Natural Law and bonding with nature. Her tunic was also interwoven with silver as this was considered more precious than gold at that time and was recognised as a symbol of authority. Mansor looked at her, anxiously.

"You realise we cannot stay here, don't you? This could turn quite nasty. We will need to leave with you."

"I will leave now. I shall take nothing with me. They wouldn't allow me to, in any case. I suggest, if any want to follow, that you all meet me at Tanta in a few days. Go tonight when the guard is being changed."

"Where will we live?" asked Mansor, not able to imagine any safe destination for them all, although he completely trusted Serventa's plans.

"There is a place for us. It will take us a long time to get there but that is where we should go and we will set up a new civilisation. It is far, but we will be safe there." Serventa pulled a linen shawl around her shoulders.

"Tell the Shenderin and anyone who is to come with us not to carry anything with them except a few basic tools and weapons that we might need. We must travel light to make good progress and avoid being captured. No-one can tell who we might meet on the way and if they are friendly or not. We will find provisions on the journey."

"I will tell the others and the word will spread amongst those we know and trust," said Mansor. "We will leave tonight, as you suggested. The guard will not expect people to leave like this, but we will need to be cautious."

"You know, this journey may even take us about a year. Let the others know this and be warned. I don't want them to complain. They must know for sure what they are leaving behind and what they may face for the future."

"Yes, I will, Serventa. Thank you. You have those who are faithful to your endeavours and we shall succeed."

"Until we meet again at Tanta."

Serventa then left, having bade her farewell to some of the other priests and Mansor, kissing him on the forehead as a sign of fealty.

The site of Atlantis

Where was Atlantis situated? Some people have suggested that Atlantis was in the Pacific Ocean while others believe it could have been sited somewehere near Greece, but, in fact, of course, it was in the Atalantic Ocean. Named after the first king, Atlanticus, who was to rule over the first inhabitants of this continent during the beginning of the Fourth Civilisation. Surely, the name for the Atylantic Ocean should give most people a sense of reality and a hint to its place within the World. It is now sunk deep beneath the ocean buried in the Atlantic Ridge, but could it surface again? Perhaps the same energies which were used to destroy this continent could one day resurface it again?

When was it destroyed?

The continent was 'destroyed in a day and a night', according to Plato, and this, I believe, was correct. It happened about fifteen thousand years ago.

Why was it destroyed?

The people on Atlantis had become very sophisticated, well advanced in science and technology, but as so often the flaws within mankind had become strong and influenced their behaviour. Greed was the main reason for its destruction.

Most of the factual information in this book has been provided by The Erasmus Foundation with its teachings of the history of our Earth and universe and the spiritual knowledge and wisdom that has grown with it. It is a philosophy of life and for life. Paddina Cole, who started the Foundation with her husband, Gordon, had an open memory granted to her by spirit to enable her to relate all this information about the history of Atlantis and much more.

I, amongst many others, was privileged to have witnessed so much of her gift and her knowledge and wisdom, and I have used this to write a story, based on the information we were given. All of the facts I believe to be true, one or two names are based on fact, but the tale is mostly fiction, although some of the events did happen, and it is for the reader to decide whether some of the proposed theories and the content of this book are reasonable and logical, or not; especially given the comparison of the times we are living in.

Some of the technology described is based on reality and I believe will be developed in our World in the near future, especially the use of ley lines and crystal energy which is already partly understood. Electro-magnetic energy is widely used and could be developed much more, especially with forms of transport, as it was on Atlantis.

For further spiritual knowledge and wisdom please contact the Erasmus Foundation.