The Sentinel of Eternity in the Place de la Concorde in Paris came from her land, but it was not erected until nigh on a century after her death. It was erected on the orders of Ramses II as part of an entrance pylon complex in front of the Temple of Luxor.  This temple  had  been built by her grandfather, Amunhotep III.  The twin obelisks of Ramses II were erected close to the temple entrance through which she was carried by the Priests of Amun on her way to her cruel death.  She was to be a sacrifice to their false god, Amun, a final revenge on her father.  But they could only destroy her body.  They could not touch her soul, which remained ever true to Ra. 

And her spirit, her soul, was sent to tell us the truth of her life, her father’s life and the life of her husband, Tutankhamun, the only pharaoh whose tomb was to stand the ravages of man – for it is not time which is  the problem, it is man which is the problem. 

Man needs to know the truth before the end cometh.  He will not find the truth in very many churches and certainly not in the media with its false proclamations that the world is basically a decent, honest place – well, the west anyway.  The ‘gospel of greed’ now rules the world and evil holds sway in every country on earth.  Money is all that matters.  Corrupt men and corrupt power are to be found everywhere. Such men distort truth for their own ends whenever it is convenient.  There is just a gloss – a veneer of honesty, integrity or decency.  Teflon Tony or Mad King George – it is all an illusion.  They call themselves the ‘good guys’ – but will God? 

As for the man-in-the-street or should that now be the man or woman in the 4x4, the SUV or Chelsea Tractor? For Chelsea, read Toorak or Remuera if you prefer. Times have moved on from the Clapham Omnibus. This man is concerned with his image, self, lifestyle, wealth, the value of his house but not the value of his soul. The woman is determined to have her career and her kids, test tube or otherwise. Of  what possible relevance to their busy, important lives is the story of a woman from antiquity, someone who walked on this earth over three and a half millennia ago? Perhaps it is of more relevance than very many of its inhabitants would like to think, for there are many reasons why it was particularly appropriate that Ankhsoun's spirit first came to us in Chelsea.

Who cares about death?  Get what you can, while you can.  This is all there is. Consume! Enjoy! Death is the end......

Or is it? ....How can you be sure?  What if you are wrong?  What if death is not the end? What if death is just the start of something unimaginably better or alternatively something infinitely worse?

Ankhsoun’s spirit explains much that has been confused by both Egyptologists and popular authors over the past century.  This helps to authenticate both her story and to provide powerful evidence that the spirit can survive death. After all, it seems that the Ancient Egyptians were closer to the truth than is the vocal modern 'Rationalist' pouring such scorn on  'primitive' beliefs.

The survival of Tutankhamun’s tomb is no accident of history.  It is all part of The Alpha and Omega Codes.  It is a physical link to the woman whose story is told  so  very movingly in

The name on the title banner is wrong. How do we know?  Because she has told us how her name was really pronounced. Her real name was Ankhsoun, not Ankhesen. Somehow she has been able to speak across time,  across 33 centuries,  linking mind to mind.

 We are publishing two books under the title 'Sands of Time'. Volume 1 will be Ankhsoun's story in her own words, Ankhsoun, Daughter of Ra Volume 2,  Hand of Destiny is based on our own personal experiences of strange meaningful coincidences which have linked us to each other, to Ancient Egypt and to Ankhsoun and her father. These meaningful coincidences help to authenticate Ankhsoun's story and show that her story is a key part of a complex web of great relevance now to the times in which we live.

My second wife Jenny and I appear to have been drawn together by some mysterious force linking us both back to Ancient Egypt. I had long felt unaccountably drawn to Egypt but prior to October 1986, I had never been to Egypt. Jenny had lived there for a year and had developed a business selling Egyptian art in Britain. I found out about her from an advertisement in a special jubilee edition of the Prediction Magazine. This magazine was published to mark  the 50th anniversary of the publication of the first ever copy early in February 1936. Jenny when she was trying desperately to get a catalogue together could never have realised quite how significant that advertisement would be for us both nor how appropriate that particular edition would turn out to be. For there was a very strange coincidence, a mysterious hand of destiny at work. But I did not notice this until some time in 1999. One of the feature articles reminded readers that the first ever edition of Prediction had occurred in one of the most momentous years for the British Royal Family. The article re-told the story of  King Edward VIII who abdicated the British throne in December 1936, having been King only since January of that year. And it was to be the spirit of King Edward VIII, latterly The Duke of Windsor which was to came to us, some three and a half years later, in November 1989 with a very specific request. So not only did that edition of Prediction bring Jenny and me together it linked very strongly to a man who was in the years to come to feature very significantly in The Alpha and Omega Codes.

I found out about Jenny's Egyptian Art gallery at Hampton Court from the advertisement, so I went to see her. I wanted to get a painting from the Akhenaten period. In the process of helping Jenny develop her business, instead of  just getting a painting, some three months later, I got a full picture of Akhenaten - and, by chance, I also got a new wife.

One day, 8th June 1986 to be precise, Jenny drifted into a sleep which turned out to be a trance. The words appeared to come from Jenny, but they were not Jenny's words. Even the voice had a different quality. The other woman seemed younger. The voice was that of a woman from long go. It turned out to be the voice of Ankhsoun, daughter of ‘the Heretic’ himself (as Akhenaten was described by the priests of the false god Amun-Ra). In time we came to realise that she was really his only daughter. The other two daughters of the marriage were very much their mother's daughters

Over the next three weeks in June 1986, Ankhsoun ‘came’ at all sorts of times of day and night and always in places associated with kings and queens - Chelsea, Paris and Brighton. Sometimes, when excited or particularly when frightened, she would lapse into her native Egyptian.....It was as though somehow her spirit had learned to communicate in English, but under extreme stress the translation mechanism failed and she then lapsed into her native tongue.

Over the subsequent months, I did a lot of research on this period of Egyptian history in order to understand what the Egyptologists believed.  A small part of this research forms the basis of the explanatory footnotes in the book. How many books are researched after being written? But this is an unusual book - in more ways than one!  How many autobiographies exist that were written posthumously?

My research convinced me that this woman was indeed who she seemed to be.

So many Egyptologists have speculated for so long over the Amarna period. Now Ankhsoun tells what really happened. It is a tale of beauty, love, heartache and cruelty. But make no mistake, this is no novel. This is a true story. It needs no Hollywood 'improvements' to add interest.

Hers is a poignant story, indeed. She talks lovingly of her father and his work, his belief in Aten-Ra, which was his name for God. She tells of her father’s death and secret burial. She tells of her marriage to Tutankhaten and its disappointment. She tells how she had to change her name to include the  most loathsome name imaginable. Then came  the sudden death of Tutankhamun and then  the disgust that she knew, with Ay, the next husband she was forced to marry.  Finally, there was the terror at the hands of the evil Priests of Amun. And she continues with what happened after her death............

This book fills in many gaps in a fascinating period which has confused Egyptologists for well over a century. It seems that the older Victorian ideas that her father, Akhenaten, was a forerunner of Christ are closer to the truth than the fashionable modern theories that he was a power-seeking madman, notable for his sexual deviance. Perhaps the modern theories reflect more  the nature of their own age than the nature of their supposed subject.

Ankhsoun ends her story with a vision across time from the beginning to the end, from Alpha to Omega.

Man has little time left to change his ways.

I, for one, doubt that he will

Footnote

The hieroglyphic column which is repeated down the left reads from the top

Living in truth,  Great Royal Wife,  Lady of the Two Lands,  Ankhsoun pa Aten,  chosen one of Ra,  given life forever.

Great Royal Wife was a  title equivalent to  Queen. The two lands had been the traditional  name for the whole of the land of Egypt, ie upper and lower Egypt for over one thousand years even by the time of Ankhsoun. The pharaoh was always given the title Lord of the Two Lands.

It is easy to see how the Egyptologists came to transliterate her name erroneously. They render the name as Ankhesen because according to their stylised convention an 'e' is placed between any pair of consonants to allow pronunciation of the words. Hieroglyphics does not  record vowels and in general, the vowels are unknown.  Champollion in the 1820s attempted to derive some of the vowels from Coptic, which is the only surviving relative of hieroglyphics. Instead, the synthetic convention of the universal 'e' is adopted.

However, no 'e' is required between the ankh and the 's' to allow pronunciation. The vowel which follows before the 'n' is better rendered 'ou' than by a a 'default e'. So Ankhsoun is  therefore most accurate version of her name commonly in use today is Ankhesen pa aten.  This was her original name name from during her fathers reign, Later when the weak Tutankhaten became Pharaoh, he changed his name to Tutankhamun and she was  forced to change her name to Ankhesenamun, sometimes rendered Ankhesenamen.   It was a name she absolutely loathed and detested.  She refused to speak it. 'How  could they put my name with his?' she asked angrily.

Her name is sometimes transliterated as Ankhesenpaaton, or even Anchesenpaaton,  Anchesenpaaten,  or Anchesenamun, or Anchesenamen.  The lack of written vowels certainly allows for very many variations in the spelling of her name.
 

Evidence and Reincarnation

There seem to be many women on the internet nowadays who believe that they are reincarnations of Ankhsenpaaten.  Some seem to prefer her later name of Ankhesenamun. The Amarna discussion groups have at least 14 correspondents who use that name with their identifying numeral following, viz Ankhesenamen14.  It is worth noting that they all appear to be happy with the Egyptologists mis-transliteration of a name that the real Ankhsoun would never use. Is that not food for thought?

Reincarnation is actually an Eastern doctrine, to be found in Hinduism and Buddhism.  It is not an Ancient Egyptian concept at all. The Egyptians believed that on death you went to the Hall of Judgement where your heart was weighed against the feather of Truth. The result of the weighing of the heart determined the destination for your soul, in essence, Heaven or Hell.  There were no half way houses, no second chances.  And there was certainly no question of choosing to come back. That is a New Age concept.

Our research with the Enigma Codes of Destiny suggest the Ancient Egyptian belief system was  fairly close to the mark.  It is also very similar to parts of the last book of the Bible, the Revelation of St John the Divine.

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