uring the early 1990s, as a student at Atlantic University in Virginia Beach, my favorite place to study was in the A.R.E. library, at a table facing Edgar Cayce’s portrait on the wall. It has always seemed to me that he is trying to tell me something. I could only feel a mysterious attraction to the archive of his readings. From his painting, he was smiling at me, encouragingly, and I knew there must be a deeper meaning in my involvement with the readings than the mere study for my classes. The time came for me to leave Virginia Beach and follow my family up north. Nevertheless I have not stopped searching Edgar Cayce’s readings. This is how I came to write articles and give talks about him and his work in my native country, Romania.

In the summer of 2004 I took a trip to Moldova Republic, a little country lying between the eastern Romanian border and a section of the western Russian border, whose official language is Romanian because this piece of land used to be part of the bigger Romania until after World War II, when the Soviet Union took possession of it. Now it is an independent state, politically influenced by the stepmother Russia but socially and ethnically attracted to the natural mother, Romania.

The occasion was a pilgrimage to a monastery built by the most famous Moldavian prince, Stefan the Great and Holy, one who has been sanctified by the Christian Orthodox Church for having dedicated his entire life and reign during the 15th century to defend his country and his faith against the expansion of the Ottoman Empire in Europe. He won 35 of the 37 wars fought in 47 years of wise and prosperous reign and he had a church built for every victory. Some of the most beautiful painted churches and monasteries of Moldavia, monuments protected by UNESCO, were built during his reign. The people everywhere in Romania and Moldova Republic still tell stories about his bravery and pass to the new generations the legend about his return to save the country again,when the time comes.

In July 2004 a celebration of massive proportions, commemorating 500 years since Prince Stefan’s passing, took place almost in every Moldavian church or monastery, on both sides of the border. But the pilgrimage in which I took part was a special one. There were no government or church official representatives attending the ceremony. Why? Because the church, “caved ” in a mountain that looks like a lion, as well as the caves all around it that belonged to the monks or to hermits of diverse faiths, have been ignored by everybody for at least 50 years, since the Russians stole the precious possessions of the church and killed most of the monks. People in the small village of Tapova, on the Nister, still remember how the last seven monks let themselves die by starvation after carefully hiding the real treasures, kept there for millennia, in the heart of the mountain. It sounds like an Indiana Jones movie, doesn't it? But this is not just a legend. Old people in the village can tell very interesting stories about the monastery and the monks, about their secret treasure, about Stefan the Great and Holy who was an initiate and got married in that little church to one of his most beloved wives, and brought his entire army there, after each war, for purification after shedding blood. There are hidden passages into the valleys that lead to many waterfalls where, they say, were located ancient temples of the Dacian population from old times, mentioned even by Herodotus as the bravest fighters among Thracians, as they believed in one God, Zalmoxis, who had taught them that there is no death, that life is continuous and the afterlife is not to be dreaded. There are four mountain-like configurations said to have been pyramids. There are many other sources of water and energy portals and who-knows-what-else that I couldn't find out about in my short three-day stay there. In short, the place is charged with an extraordinary energy. It made me forget to take my daily medication for high blood pressure. Back home, I realized that I didn't need the medication for a while, since my blood pressure was now at the lower end of the normal range.

et, here is the most fascinating part of my story: this entire discovery trip had been made possible because of a man, a Romanian clairvoyant who lives in Greece. Without ever traveling Moldova, he described this place to some of his friends who were the first to visit the church and who eventually became guides for so many others. This group got to know the clairvoyant very well and they call him Stefan, because they believe that he is the entity that the Romanians have awaited so long. He had told them that this location is a bank of data set up by the Divine Energy on Earth. According to him, this is the place of origin of humankind and the place where the primordial wisdom descended from the sky. The path to God starts here. Any human who comes here will encounter their primordial self. Those who pass by there will then carry that energy into the world, like batteries charged with divine energy.

It was the clairvoyant who completely healed me of my high blood pressure and blocked heart arteries six months after my visit to Tapova. When my doctors couldn't propose any better treatment than the surgical intervention on my arteries, I spontaneously thought of him, called and asked him what to do. I agreed to visit him in Greece, curious to meet him and hoping that he could alleviate my symptoms. I spent one week as a guest of this extraordinary man in his clinic, in Athens, and I still cannot characterize him in just a few words. I can only say he is the most vital person I know. I have seen him as a doctor, doing acupuncture on me every morning, nothing too spectacular; I have seen him working restlessly in front of his computer; and presiding with warm authority over meals where anybody who happened to be in the house was invited. He could still find time to sing, to be on the phone many times a day with people seeking guidance, to talk to other people who had found their way to his place, to elaborate strategies for smaller or greater actions, to ask me about America, always smiling, always warmhearted, always self-assured.

It didn't take me too long to understand that one cannot play any role with him. I quickly hid my recorder and notebook. I stopped asking all sorts of questions – they sounded inadequate as soon as they were voiced, and were answered with silence anyway. The only identity I was able to assume in his presence was the one imposed by my deepest natural instincts. I recorded everything in my subjective memory. I put aside my professional curiosity, forgot about my diet, interrupted my medication, and broke every little rule I had observed in my daily routine. So, at the end of the week, I was not even surprised when Stefan told me that the blocked arteries of my heart were now unblocked. It didn't even occur to me to ask:yes, unblocked, but how? There, in the space he inhabits, everything seems possible even though nothing spectacular happens: no prayers or meditation with closed eyes, no incense burning ,no laying-on-of-hands or gesticulation, no mysterious instruments, nothing but the kindest human behavior.

Since then, not only am I healed of my medical condition, but I also feel younger and more energetic than ever. To me, this healing qualifies as a miracle, despite the absolute indifference with which the doctors looked at my case on my return.

Back on my first trip to Stefan’s Moldova, on my way back to the “civilized world,” I contemplated the rural landscape and couldn't stop myself from thinking of Edgar Cayce. All this new information was coming to confirm so much of what I knew from his readings. In the months after my summer trip, I re-read many of the readings that mention names that still exist in Romania and Moldova, like Carpathia or Carpathian Mountains, and these are more frequent in some of the most fascinating stories told in Edgar Cayce’s readings: those about the Priest Ra Ta and his dwellings in the Egyptian land during the founding of the first nation state, more than 12,000 years ago. He and his King had come down into the land of the Nile from a legendary country that takes many names in the readings but is mainly designated as Carpathia. The name first appeared in individual life readings, and mostly in connection with the Egyptian period:

“The entity was in the Carpathian land, or in those areas that later –much later – became known as the Carpathian mountain. But during that period it was the land from which the Priest and Araraarart went to the Egyptian land.” (2845-2)

The Carpathian land seems to have been a pretty large region in those times. We have to accept that the geomorphological configuration was different by then.As Cayce explains, “The man’s indwelling [was ] then in the Sahara and the upper Nile regions, the waters then entering the now Atlantic from the Nile region rather than flowing northward. The waters in the Tibet and Caucasian entering the North Sea...” (5748-1) A clearer description of the position of Carpathia is given in the 364 series of readings about Atlantis. There, Cayce mentions for the first time the places of origin of the five races, and the audience is somehow surprised to hear that the place of origin of the white race is in Carpathia and not India as previously mentioned:

“Q. Are the places designated for the beginning of the five races correct?

“A. As we find, these are changed, in that: Those in the Gobi, the yellow. The white – rather in Carpathians than India, though this is the change to which they are made....

“Q. Where was the Carpathian region?

“A. Aarat.

“Q. Where is the location? Is it on the map today?

“A. Southern part of Europe and Russia, and Persia and that land. Caucasian mountains.”(364-13)

Other readings clear up the confusion about the Indian and Tibetan cultures as being the oldest spiritual cultures known in history by explaining that tribes from the Carpathian mountains formed settlements in India much later than the times of origin of the white race in the Carpathians:

“Before that we find the entity was in that now known as the Indian land, during those periods when there were the settlings by those peoples from the Carpathian, from the mountain area into the valleys of the Ganges, into those periods roundabout that have become to many – as to the ancients of old – as sacred.” (1224-1)

n modern times, there is only one I geographic area that keeps that name, the Carpathian Mountains, in Romania, which is a country in the European South-East. One can see the connection, on the map, with the Cauasian Mountains and therefore with Russia, but a stretch of the imagination is needed to understand how Persia, or the modern Iran, was part of that vast Carpathian territory. The only good explanation is also supplied by the readings, namely the one cited above where it is mentioned that the Nile was not flowing northward and that the waters in the Caucasian region were not flowing southward, but northward. The only possible conclusion is that there was no sea to separate southeastern Europe from Egypt, and therefore from Persia.

Without the Mediterranean Sea on the map, it is difficult to trace any borders for all these countries, but it seems obvious that Carpathia was a very large region, including the mountains of the same name that still exist, part of western Russia, and parts of Middle East, Turkey, and Iran for sure, in whatever different geographical position they must have been.

Back to our story, it is said that the Priest Ra Ta, the founder of the Egyptian civilization and the Unifier of all spiritual and material knowledge, according to Cayce, came from Carpathia:

“In the Egyptian land, as now called, there had come those from what is now called the Persian, or the Carpathian and Persian land, those who were called to set up a regime.(949-12)

The two names, Carpathia and Persia are mentioned together many times:

“Before that the entity was in the Egyptian land being the son of the king deposed by those groups that came in from the Persian land or Carpathia led by the Priest.” (3189-2)

I also found a mention about Turkey:

“The entity was in the Egyptian land ... put in charge of those activities which had to do with the groups from Carpathia, or what is now Asia Minor and portions of now Turkey...” (2822-1)

More details about the initiate Ra Ta homeland, besides the one that mentions the Carpathian Mountains, is found in a reading given to describe the Egyptian life of a daughter of the Priest:

“The interpreting of these records, to be sure, is not from English – neither is it from the Egyptian language of the present day, but rather from the language that the entity’s people brought into the land – not Sanskrit, not the early Persian; though the peoples came from that land which is now a part of Iran or Carpathia.

“The entity was born to that entity known as or called Ra, or Ra Ta in the experience, with the companion that entered with that group into the Egyptian land.” (1100-26)

The information conveyed by all these readings helps us draw a few very important conclusions:

• Even though we use names like Persia, Turkey, India, Egypt, etc. in connection with Carpathia, none of these countries, not even India, or the languages later spoken there, were in existence in primordial times. It follows that the people in the Carpathians were most ancient and spoke an ancient language;

• Ra Ta’s enormous work in Egypt as a civilizing hero has been recorded in writing, according also to Cayce, and preserved in a secret place in a pyramid, and it seems that the language they used there was Ra Ta’s native language, namely the language spoken in the Carpathian Mountains in those times;

• The mere fact that such a powerful initiate came from that land proves that in a place like that, where the white race originated, most certainly existed spiritual centers, able to instruct such powerful leaders in cleansing and regenerating of the human body, to coordinate and develop activities to correlate the truths, to set norms and rules, spiritual and administrative, as a guide for future generations.

And here I was, seemingly being able to establish a connection between Edgar Cayce’s and Stefan’s information about Carpathia as the cradle of civilization and center of initiation. After a more thorough search into the readings, I finally found a fragment that confirms the supposition that the powerful Priest Ra Ta had indeed been trained there:

“Thus the entity sought permission of the King to become one of those in the ser- vice of the Temple Beautiful,or in the school or college that prepared the groups or individuals to become emissaries to other lands.

“The entity chose the Carpathian and the Gobi land,as those lands where the entity as an emissary could be better acquainted with the sources from which not only the King,but the Priest,had received their training ...”(2746-3)[my emphasis ].

There are other fragments of readings that give hints about the “Carpathian land ”as the most ancient and most advanced spiritual center in the pre-Egyptian period:

“...carrying forward the greater development – which arose from that land ... and those periods of activity brought the albo, or the first of the pure white race in the Carpathian land.

“This activity was put as it were into action in other lands as a part of one movement, as one over and above the others.” (1472-10)

All of these and much more pieces of information about Carpathia supplied in Edgar Cayce’s readings became suddenly very significant in the light of Stefan’s psychic revelations that refer to the Moldavian territory as keeper of the primordial wisdom. While Edgar Cayce spoke to many to make them understand their evolution, Stefan speaks now about rediscovering the primordial energies to be used by the new generations to expand their consciousness. Actually, he speaks of a specific program for giving birth to children who will possess an elevated awareness, who will be spiritually awakened from birth and who will make the world a better place to live, in a closer relationship with the Godhood.

t the A.R.E. headquarters, Edgar Cayce is looking at me from his portrait on the wall, as always, as if it was only I in that library. From where I stand, it seems that he is smiling only toward me. I think of the other man who left a profound impression on me, Stefan, and now I understand Edgar’s message: I was supposed to mediate their encounter in a space above and beyond the physical, in Carpathia.