I awoke in an anthropoid Egyptian coffin. I looked out into a small dark room lit by torches flaming along the hieroglyph-covered walls. Even with the torches ablaze there were nooks and crannies of the room that were obscured from me. Still I knew that I was in a place that was many places. It was the past, and the present, and the future. It was outside of time and yet it was intricately interwoven with time itself. It was a room with four stone limits – a tomb. It was the place where I could awake to new life – a womb. It was a sanctuary where I could be re-membered, my heart joined with truth and my soul given new life if I proved worthy.
All this I knew as Aset and Nebet-Het extended their hands to me. With their help and wise smiles, I stepped out of the coffin. I stood before Osiris while Anubis weighed my heart against the feather of Ma’at. Thoth stood in a darkened corner recording the event. Against all reason, I was not afraid. I am not a Kemetic Reconstructionist. I am not devoted to any Egyptian gods. I do not know any spells from The Book of the Dead. In this dream I had no ghostly scarab mummified with me so that he could serve as my metaphysical cheat sheet. I did not see Ammit but I knew she was there watching and waiting. I had nothin’. But, Auset and Nebet-Het held and guarded me so I was not afraid.
I have no idea if it makes sense but I understood Aset and Nebet-Het to be the the scale upon which my worth was tested. Each was a side of the scale, Aset holding Ma’at’s feather and Nebet-Het holding my heart. The Two Sisters acted together to measure and test. By Aset’s magic I would be reborn. From the quality of my heart, Nebet-Het would prepare a place for me beyond Death. From strong cords of muscle she would build a new life that reflects the quality of my soul. She would lay the foundations for my life in the hereafter and set me among the stars with the other dead who have gone before.
I could see The Two Sisters back to back working and weaving, and making, unmaking, and remaking souls, the entire vault of heaven behind them, a tapestry containing the shining ones woven into the their endless work. Each soul at a different point in its journey toward it’s becoming in the hereafter. I woke up from the dream and it felt right on time and a little too soon all at once. I don’t know exactly what the dream in its entirety means. All I know is that I hope to meet The Two Goddesses again, to see their smiling faces, to feel my heart in their hands being transformed in a meaningful way.
Praise and honor to The Two Sisters!