Water is our guide. Even when invisible. When we do not see her, she is still there. So, on a hot, summer day in Cairo (near Sakanaat El Maadi Metro Station, to be exact), the Spirit of water directed me to two, new Maidens of a twin nature. Eloquence of this scenario is the foreshadow of water; accompanied by prior footsteps of entering this scene.
Nearby, was an elder, Egyptian-Arab woman; one of the very special Spirits placating the space. The local kiosk near the station, led to a re-claiming of my water tools. And, then, she spoke. A pleasant voice, in Egyptian-Arab form, had acquired my attention. “If you need help, I can translate for you.” Not verbatim, of course, but somewhere along those lines. And there they were. . . One of the numerous personifications of the heavens, here in Cairo, itself. A form of balance in a duo of femininity. They were the second pair of Spiritual Twins, I had interacted with. Though, in countless walks, I had observed many.
I was fascinated with them, as they were of me. For some reason, they occupied a familiar aura. It was as if we knew each other, from lifetimes, ago. This sacred moment was a. . .moment. And nearby, was a place, where we were. . .meant to be!
A few times, I have been comforted at this place, where we were- meant to be. It was the perfect space for the feminine trinity. Arguably, one of the reflections of Universal design, itself. For being at “A Place To Be,” is a wonder of creativity. From the interior of their design, and the arrangement of their furnishings. The colors and geometric shaping provides customers with a magnanimous level of imagination; simultaneously interesting and appetizing. But, as always, a future date is to be set with these pair of Spiritual Twins, introduced as Nada and Mayar.
One. Two. Three. . .Snap!
Two. Two. Three. . . Click.
Snap. Click. Snap.
Click. Snap. Click.
So, Ladies and Gentlemen, let the enchantment arise. Cause’ risen’, it has!
Prior footsteps to Road 9 (in my short walking journey) revealed a short story (by a South Sudanese acquaintance), where water was used as a violent enemy; as opposed to a quenching elixir. Having to deal with this prelude, allowed for this new introduction to be refreshing!
It was as if we had met lifetimes, before. Had they been special friends? Did we come from two different cultures of the past? The possibility of these two cultures having been sworn enemies of each other? Yet, because of our mastery of the Feminine, we forged a friendship; thereby, bringing our cultures and nations, together. The Universe is filled with endless, imaginative possibilities. Nevertheless, I was here, and so were they. And, we wanted to experience the moment together. . .at a place, where we were. . .meant!
You could describe the moment as an artistic photoshoot. For some magical reason, an employee of the restaurant came out, at exactly the same time we had walked on the stairway. Without hesitation, he accepted the honor of photographing the three of us, together!
One. Two. Three. . . Click!
Two. Two. Three. . . Snap!
Click. Snap. Click.
Snap. Click. Snap.
Poses stayed the same. But, the energies often changed. A variety of colorful energies to illuminate the space, and magic of the moment.
The scene embodied a puzzle, which had finally come together, because the missing pieces had been found. Near future conversations would reveal existing similarities between a Georgia Peach, and this coupling of Egyptian-Arab, Spiritual Twins. As the mini-shoot was coming to a close, this space to be (at a place to be) had to receive their presence, again. For that occassion (and numerous others to come) would require the 3 women to indulge in the displayed culinary. A future photoshoot in the making! Still on pause, but nevertheless, to be put on play-with a repeat button, on hand.
All good things must come to an end. Yet, they always go back to the beginning. Numbers were exchanged. Hugs of see you soon. And the dutiful photographer returned inside, in preparation for the grand arrival other guests!
A sacred trinity was secured, leaving the women to embark on coming adventures; a possibility, only to be designed by the Universal heavens. Afterall, the timing of their meet, was a space of meaningful. . .2 Be’s!