Okay, I know, you must have heard of The Valley of the Kings, right? Well, not as exciting as I imagined. Let me retitle that for you…Valley of the Tombs of the Kings. Is a much more accurate and truer description of the place. About the only good – and rather funny – thing about it is that you’re not allowed to take pictures inside or outside the tombs. The few you see here were rather surreptitiously recorded. So from the outside this is what you see…
Nothing really to shout about. As I wandered around the place I pulled out my dowsing rods and asked them to take me to some place worthy of my attention. They agreed and started to take me up towards a tomb. As I walked up the slope I passed a sign saying that tomb was closed. It didn’t bother me, surely the rods (aka my intuition) had considered that?
I continued to walk up the slope and finally just as I thought the rods would take me to the fenced of entrance to a tomb, they twirled around and pointed me towards the valley that I had climbed from. This, apparently was the place to prepare myself for my excursion into the Valley of the Kings…
As I stood there basking in the sunlight and the view of the valley a man started to walk up towards me. As he got closer I realised that it was a guard. I hadn’t taken any pictures yet so I couldn’t see what I was doing wrong. His English wasn’t brilliant but I got the gist. “This tomb is closed” I know, I said, I am just enjoying the view. He looked at the dowsing rods in my hands and pointed at them. In a futile attempt, I tried to explain what they were and how I used them. I am absolutely certain that he didn’t understand, however he didn’t ban me from using them, which is more important.
Asking the rods if there was anything for me to do here they replied No. But there was plenty I could learn. So I followed there guidance to a place that I could learn something. It was a hike and a half (see pic). The rods took me to the top of those cliffs by an interesting route, because I don’t think I was allowed up there. Apparently I was sat above an as yet undiscovered tomb (note to archaeologists). And what did I learn from that? Nothing. Other than I could (unproven) find a hidden tomb.
Unimpressed by this climb, I decided to let my rational brain take over and took to looking around inside a tomb or two. The ticket you get allows you inside 3 tombs (you have to pay for more). So I asked the rods, if any tombs were of specific interest, No. Okay, random it is then. So I picked one tomb after another and took a look inside. They were pretty much the same. Lot’s of the God Anubis and the Preparation Ceremonies…
Nothing much for an energy dowser to learn from. Although I did learn some interesting stuff about the energy implications of the process and burial of the Kings. More on that in another post. Having had my fill of tourism I decided for one last-ditch attempt with rods.
- Take me to something interesting
Was my command and off they toddled. A few minutes later I was heading over to a rope that cut off the road. Terrific! More Guerilla dowsing I thought. As I got closer however, I saw over a wall some people sat with bits of pottery. A notice proclaimed them to be from some University. The rods took me as close as the wall to them as I could go.
I watched them for a while until one of them came over to me. We said a few words to each other and mutually agreed on English as the form of communication. “What are you doing,” he asked. I explained the Rods and Dowsing to which an elderly woman laughed. From her demeanour I guessed that she was the professor in charge of the dig.
You don’t think they work, I asked her. She scoffed, of course not and waved me away in disdain. Well, that was like slapping a knight with a challenge wasn’t it. The other fella was still stood nearby and I asked him to pass me a piece of the pottery and that I would tell him where it came from. At this a couple of the other (what seemed to me like) students looked up.
The fella refused and after a bit more discussion, I said, you can hold it, I just need to touch it. With this and a look at the professor who was actively ignoring the exchange, he agreed. He went over to the long rows of pottery that were lying on the ground and picked a piece.
While he was doing this I asked the rods if I could find the tomb, the rods, thankfully, said yes. So, I touched the pottery shard with my left hand and asked the rods to take me to the tomb that it had been in.
The rods began there dance along the valley. Me and the fella walking in a wavey but direction full line. At one point as the rods turned a more curvaceous turn, I noted that two other students had followed too. An audience!
Finally, the rods started upwards towards a tomb entrance. At the entrance (which was closed off) they clicked together. I turned to all three and with a grand gesture I said, this one! I already knew I had got it right because the two students were animatedly talking (in German I think). The fella was truly taken aback almost as if I had done some kind of spell.
We walked back towards the dig, with the fella asking how the rods worked and me trying to explain the principles. When we got back the two students went to tell the story to their fellows and the guy with the pottery sample went to the professor. They had an animated talk after which the fella returned.
You have to stop using the dowsing rods in the valley, he said. They are considered research tools and research here cannot be done without a permit. I looked over at the professor and called to her, “I thought you didn’t think they worked?” She ignored me. The fella however had called over a guard who wanted to take the rods off me.
“I’m leaving now anyway”, I told them both and headed off down the valley towards the exit.
Kal Malik – applying for a new job
