|Ba amulet in the Brooklyn Museum|
Now I am outside. The world around me is shimmering. I marvel as the landscape becomes a field of crimson, streaming like silk. High above, to the left, I see a golden winged figure. Is it a golden bee, or a hummingbird?
Clear as a bell, the one syllable is spoken in a beautiful feminine voice.
I remember Egypt, and how the ba soul, seen as a human-headed bird, takes flight from the heart. The gods of Egypt, the neteru, have ba souls too. The sun-god Ra, as I recall, has seven and they take many forms. The benu bird the Greeks called the phoenix is a ba of Ra.
I rise before the sun, thinking of the sun god, because of that vibrant field of red, and that glorious golden winged soul.
- from last night's dreaming