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Days of Honey


“When the sun rose once again it was more than a new dawn for the world. A new order, a new era had begun.

And it was time.

We from whom the stars were seeded were sent to earth to walk amongst you. We wore flesh like a garment, clothing our immanence, choosing the limitation of your little lives as our place of working.

The people were nomads, chasing subsistence where the water rose and the animals ran. We could do nothing with them except seek them across the desert. How were we to teach them if they could not stay still? How could they listen if their days were taken by their need for survival? Indeed, we saw such violence and starvation in that arid land that even the gods wept.

It was a problem.

Famine and war had raped the earth and the people were little more than savages. The rivers were thin muddied streams and the wells had run dry. Animals died and were consumed and when all had been eaten you began to consume yourselves. Hooks were let down to catch the unwary like fish and they were slaughtered and eaten. Parents ate their babes and the graves of the dead were plundered for meat.

Yet we knew that upon the earth all things are perfect if only one has eyes to see. And see we did.

It was into this land that we came, my husband and I. The fertile lands? No, here there was little more than desert and desolation.

We called upon Tefnut who sent the rains and upon Hapi to release the floodwaters. We walked the lands, Osiris and I, teaching the people who were brutish and uncultured, knowing nothing more.

Slowly the land came back to life, edging the banks of the Nile in verdant abundance and the people learned how to laugh once more.

I gathered seeds of wild wheat and barley and brought them to Osiris. When Hapi’s flood receded we planted them in the fertile mud, tended them and watched them grow. The people were curious and came to see what strange thing we were doing.

When the season turned we harvested the grain and showed those who watched us how to separate the good grain from the chaff on the threshing floor. We taught them the use of the quern to grind the grain into flour. Many came, following the aroma of freshly baked bread as it wafted for the first time across our land.

The people knew how to make barley beer, even though they harvested only wild grains. We showed them now how to prepare the soil and tend the crops, giving them water in due season, cutting them when they turned golden as the face of Ra.

Grapevines too we planted, watching the tendrils curl around their supports until they were strong and bore fruit. These we made into wine and the people emulated us.

No longer did the folk of the river-lands wander. They built homes of mud bricks, planting fields and gardens and herding the animals we taught them were right to eat, yet only with respect.

When the bellies of our people were full, we fed their minds. We gave them the music of Hathor and taught them to sing. They told stories around their hearths as night drew in. We taught them how to use the papyrus from the banks of the river to make scrolls and Thoth taught them how to write upon them, grinding the pigments to make the colours, preserving their stories against the passage of time.

Slowly the land settled and became a happy, prosperous place. My husband, Osiris, ruled with a light hand, giving the people laws and structure within which they could frame their days and the land was full of the laughter of children and the sounds of joy and life.
These were the days of honey; sweet, golden and gentle. I was happy, knowing the joys of Hathor’s gift of Love.

When our lands had learned that gift also and flourished in peace, with art and poetry, Osiris, crowned as King and loved as a god, went out into the world to bring knowledge to other lands and peoples, teaching them all we had learned. He did not go forth as a conqueror, but in peace and wisdom and the peoples learned from him in joy and gentleness.

I ruled in his absence in the Two Lands and men knew me as goddess and Queen and in their knowing I learned to know myself.

I taught the deeper mysteries of life with my sister, Nephthys. I showed how to open the way for the soul to come into being and she showed them how to bring the child into the world.

As Nephthys taught them of the ways of dying, I taught them the journey from life to death and through death to birth. It was a time of great richness and joy.

A golden age for both man and god.”


I wrote The Osiriad some years ago now. It is Isis, the Mistress of All Magic, who tells the story. The book needed a facelift, has been re-edited, and has just been re-released as a second edition, now available via Amazon worldwide.


Myths of Ancient Egypt

Sue Vincent

In the Two Lands of Ancient Egypt, a mythical history has been preserved. It begins with the dawn of Creation itself and spans one of the greatest stories ever to capture the heart and imagination of humankind.

In this retelling, it is Isis, the Mistress of all Magic herself, who tells the story of the sacred family of Egypt. In forgotten ages, the gods lived and ruled amongst men. Many tales were told, across many times and cultures, following the themes common to all mankind. Stories were woven of love and loss, magic and mystery, life and death. One such story has survived from the most distant times.

In the Two Lands of Ancient Egypt a mythical history has been preserved across the centuries.

“We have borne many names and many faces, my family and I. All races have called us after their own fashion and we live their stories for them, bringing to life the Universal Laws and Man’s own innermost heart. We have laughed and loved, taught and suffered, sharing the emotions that give richness to life. But for now, I will share a chapter of my family’s story. One that has survived intact through the millennia, known and remembered still, across your world. Carved in stone, written on papyrus, I will tell you of a time when my name was Isis.”

Available for Kindle and in Paperback via Amazon UK, US and worldwide

Review of The Osiriad, first edition.

22 thoughts on “Days of Honey”

  1. This was great to read again after I have completed the book. For anyone wondering about this time of great joy and life, I highly recommend the book. It is excellent reading and I imagine that you will have trouble putting it down. Thank you kindly.

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  2. I’ve studied Celtic religion for one book, Norse for another, and Greek mythology for interest. Egyptian has not been something I know little about. I think I’ll look into it.


  3. I think all of the cultures, tribes, etc. that we consider ancient or primitive are so much wiser than human beings most anywhere because we are so encumbered with so many complexities of contemporary life. It is difficult to focus on one thing as we have had, more and more, to live as multi-taskers and divide our attention in so many directions. Primitive and ancient people had very clear-cut roles and functions and it is not to say they never had to multi-task, but not to the extent that we face today. And aside from that aspect of contemporary life, we have to develop multi-faceted personalities to handle the demands of society today. The people of the past likely never had to vote, or be involved with workplace politics but I may have missed the mark on that one. Orders were given and obeyed. People DID rise in the ranks, generally for the talents they had – physicians, engineers (not anything like today’s engineers, but brilliant in the things they accomplished), and many other specialized skills. The everyday citizens would pitch in and help, not always because they had a choice, but I am sure in some instances there was an overall sense of community as apparently existed on Easter Island. All our theories and suppositions about these ancient and primitive societies are, however, only that currently, and we may never know the whole truth in this lifetime. But it is incredible to read about them, and there is so much to be learned just in terms of the differences in how different societies at different times and parts of the world is a fascinating study. I think it is a study that can help not only our present day society but that of our children and their children and so on. Thank you very kindly.


    1. Thanks, Anne, for your thoughts. The Egyptian culturewas certainly a complex and learned one. Long before we had invented the names and delineated disciplines of things like psychology, quantum theory or cosmology, the Egyptian culture already understood and set forth in mythological form what it would take science thousands of years to formalise.

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