After a day of energy overload, (what fun! not) I had a long conversation with Ib (AKA the aspect of Horus who has been pestering me all my life) by way of divination. He was rather adamant and repetitive in his assertion that I'm his kid, in a more literal sense than how the KO views it. (How are they viewing it these days? I think it may have changed somewhat since I was there.) (When an Emperor and and Empress love each other very much, and there's this family inheritance...the cards really couldn't have spelled that out any clearer) So, yes, I've got the pattern, and no I don't have the memories because I wasn't the one who was there. Memory is a tricky thing. I wasn't sure if I was repressing it or if I just didn't have it. Though the even trickier thing is that it's not that simple. There is some bleedover through the empathic link. What's mine and what's not is more complicated that you'd think. I'm not Horus, though my sig is probably still accurate. I am a Heru, just not that one.
So, what does it mean to have your spiritual father living with you as part of your own being? Bringing himself back to life through his own kid? How very Egyptian of him. Ka mutef. And it's not like I could leave him there lying on his side. Savior of His Father? All these patterns give me a headache.