The mysterious ‘flesh of Egypt’...

Nefertari as Hathoric figure, Abu Simbel

In my mind at least, Egypt is inextricably bound up with the feminine principle.
I suspect that my intense interest in Egypt is linked with the fatal allure of Egypt’s feminine - the parade of snaky goddesses on tomb and temple walls, the most dangerous among them being Hathor-Sekhmet, a female who transformed into a marauding lioness in order to destroy humankind.
A feeling comes over me in Egypt that I can’t quite shake – that the mysterious feminine of ancient Egypt meets me in person and attends me when I am here.

They call me an alternative Egyptologist, and yet…

Alternative theorists? I’m a disappointment to most of them. I’m not extreme enough for their liking. I’m not, for example, a big fan of Atlantis, aliens and pyramid power.

What are my feelings about most of the fringe theorists? They depart from the historical mainstream, all right, but they’ve lost the bloody river.

Why didn’t I follow the path of real, academic Egyptology, instead? Academics tend to close the doors on subjects, while I like to keep the doors open and let in some air. They are so busy trying to preserve their body of knowledge that they fail to consider the spirit, unseen realities.

For them, it’s science versus superstition and superstition makes them run a mile. In this, they’re more influenced by superstition than the superstitious.