HAIKU, Maui, Nov 10 - The story you’re about to hear is probably unlike any other story you have ever heard.  It is a tragedy that was staged 2,440 years ago in the City of Dionysus under Acropolis in Athens, Greece.  The actual events took place long before that - in Athens, on the island of Crete and in the land of the Amazon (in Asia Minor, today’s Turkey).  

Yet it is an unfinished play.  It is still unfolding today, Nov 10, 2011, on the island of Maui in Hawaii.  

This epic and timeless story shows how real life can sometimes mimic theater.  And how a myth can become a reality with real flesh and blood, tears, pain and suffering.  And redemption, too.

Let’s start with the latest chapter here in Maui before go back and revisit some earlier ones....

The morning after I had finished the film on the London clearing ceremony of the 3rd eye continental chakra and the 5th ray souls, I was awakened around 4AM with a sound of Greek music in my ears, heart, soul...wherever music resides. I recorded it later in the day.  Elizabeth also joined me in dancing to it.

Zorba the Greek - Music & Dance - Bob & Elizabeth (Nov 10)

I have never played Greek music before. Yet when I started playing this score from Zorba the Greek for the first time yesterday morning, I had tears rolling down my cheeks, a sure sign of Divine inspiration and presence.  I intuited later that it was probable Master Hilarion, the Chohan of the 5th ray souls who showed up again in my life.  You see, he is from the Island of Crete where the Zorba story takes place.  And his etheric home is the Temple of Truth above the island of Crete.  As the 5th ray Chohan, Master Hilarion is the master of science and music.  

At the same time, my sinuses got stuffy again.  And this after 10 days of taking antibiotics.  The sinuses, of course, are right next to the 3rd eye.  And I know from my celestial Teachers that we, humans, receive our divine downloads through the 3rd eye.  So I figured that my 3rd eye chakra was being cleared and “rewired” by my guides at the same time as the Greek music was downloaded through it.  A stuffy nose was a physical manifestation of the process.

Last night, I was reviewing all photos and videos we took in preparation for doing the stories and making the films about the Trier and Pula ceremonies.  Those were the toughest parts of our European pilgrimage both physically and emotionally.  I was dreading having to relive those feelings again during the course this creative process.  

“My God, this is a story that just doesn’t want to end,” I lamented last night.  Yet I knew I had to do it.  Without a public airing of it, a full clearing cannot take place.

This morning, I woke up with an urge to reread all the stories about Constantine, Fausta and Crispus, including the earlier ones I had written.  This was in preparation for doing the Trier and Pula stories, of course. Even though I had treated on those grounds many times before, suddenly, this morning, I veered off in a new and until now unknown direction.  I found myself in antique Greece, thousands of years ago.  

Hippolytus = Crispus, Phaedra + Fausta, Hippolyta = Minervina, Theseus = Constantine

As I read the plot of Euripides play “Hippolytus,” it was like reliving my own former life as Constantine.  In the Euripides story, Constantine is Theseus, the founder-king of Athens, father of Hippolytus, son of Aegeus and Poseidon (human and god) and Aethra.  My son’s mother was my first wife Hipollyta, the queen of the Amazons, whom I and abducted and taken with me back to Athens.  In the Constantine version, she is Minervina, my first wife and Crispus’ mother.

Theseus became famous as a Greek hero when he traveled to the island of Crete to slay the monster Minotaur who had terrorized the Greek people (right).  The grateful Crete king Minos allowed Theseus to take with him back to Athens his two daughters - Ariadne and Phaedra.  Ariadne fell in love with Theseus but he spurned her.  He took Phaedra as his second wife, abandoning Hippolyta.  Which makes Phaedra like Constantine’s Fausta.

Phaedra bore Theseus two sons.  They were still infants when she fell in love with Hippolytus, her husband’s firstborn son.  There are several versions of the story that followed.  In each case, her amorous advance is rejected by the chaste Hippolytus.  Whereupon she kills herself but not without first accusing him of rape.  The outraged king Theseus banishes his son from Athens and puts on him one of the three curses he was granted by god Poseidon.  On his way into exile, Poseidon sends a beast to attack Hippolytus’ chariot.  He plunges into the sea and is killed.

This is when the plot behind the plot is revealed. It turns out that Goddess Aphrodite, the goddess of love and passion, was jealous of Theseus’ greater fondness of Goddess Artemis, the goddess of virtue and chastity. So she arranged for Phaedra to fall in love with Hippolytus and the whole sordid plot that followed.  But once Hippolytus was killed, Artemis stepped in and revived him.  She also told Theseus the truth about the divinely-inspired infidelity on the part of Phaedra.

Now, as I was telling Elizabeth this story over breakfast this morning, suddenly two additional revelations hit me.  First, Lord Poseidon was one of the deities who attended my astral rebirth ceremony as Altzar in early 2009.  Second, Goddess Aphrodite also appeared in a soul retrieval session that and Inca shaman did on my in Nov 2008. So add to it my Constantine parallel lifetime as Theodosius, a Greek priest in Delphi, my familial connection to Alexander the Great, and suddenly I have antique Greece written all over my ancient past.

One thing missing, however, was the physical connection to this lifetime. You see, I have found out by now that my guides have taken me in this lifetime to all the important places from my past, whether or not I was aware of that at the time.  And then, just as I was thinking about that it hit me... I’ve been there.  Not only in the past, but also on this trip.

As I read the story about Euripides (right) winning the first prize in 428BC for his play “Hippolytus”, I saw that the tragedy was first performed at the Dionysius Theater.  Bingo!  In an instant flashback, I saw the image of that theater in my mind’s eye.  I even took several pictures of it as Elizabeth and I climbed up to the Acropolis on Oct 8.

Which now closes the loop on this story.  For now.  It played itself out first in ancient Greece thousands of years ago.  Then it was revived, transported to theater and immortalized by Euripides’ 2,439 years ago.  It was replayed in real life dramas in Trier and Pula in Constantine’s lifetime 754 years later.  And now, in November 2011, I get to weave it all together and retell the Constantine, Fausta and Crispus drama as an encore of the Theseus, Phaedra and Hippolytus tragedy.

So stand by for a film and pictures from Trier and Pula...

And now, here's a short film about this amazing 2,440-year old story...

 

 

EPILOGUE: NEW FILM ABOUT THESEUS "IMMORTALS" BEING RELEASED TOMORROW!

Remember when I said that this “closes the loop on this story?”  It’s a good thing I added “for now.”  Because I have just discovered that tomorrow, 11-11-11, a new film called “Immortals” is due to open.  Guess what it’s about?  The life and exploits of the Athens founder-kind Theseus (click here for a review).  Who later incarnated as Constantine.  Who is now also writing this story.

Another coincidence?  No such thing.  Perfect synchronicity can only be attributed to guidance from higher realms.