Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of MAZ, call to King BNASPOL (twice). It is somewhat more difficult for me to concentrate in the morning, which is to be expected (sunrise today was 15 minutes after I woke up).
I try to greet everything with lovingkindness, the symbolism of which is compressed into this lotus-rose symbol. I’m definitely feeling the energy. I see the symbol of a circle and its center; I’m seeing it rotate in 3D space and blink into a 3D eyeball (a not uncommon symbol in these higher Aethyrs). I’m told to travel into the eyeball, which I do; I’m at the very center of the eyeball, the focus of the light (this is reminiscent of a previous vision of these higher Aethyrs). Once again, I looking around and I’m seeing the infinite light of Adam Qadmon. I’m told, “Yes, indeed, this is it.”
The light is coming straight through my heart. I look all about me and I’m seeing these varieties of possibilities floating upon the retina of the eye, and also the shadows of possibilities which will never be. I see myself merge with the vitreous humor of the eye. I’m becoming like unto it, and quiet. This is like unto Ayin / Ain. I look about me–nay, I swirl all about me within this eye. I hear, “I Am That I Am! I Am That I Am! I Am That I Am, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth!”
I feel myself distributed throughout the entire cosmos, now in the form of a man, of Adam Qadmon. It is beautiful, it is wonderful. “‘Wonderful’ be the word, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth.” “Be there anything else that one could become?” “Indeed, one could become any one thing,” saith the Lord, “but it is best to become all things, one and multiple.”
I am so grateful for this. I feel God taking my body and swaying it to the left and right, and now I’m swirling about the y/z plane, rotating and rotating, and I’m seeing these droplets come off of me–thousands, millions, even billions of droplets. These are all of the planets of life which exist out in the cosmos. My heart just pours out to all of them. And the lotus-rose appears in a few of these places, and God seems to wish to end the vision. And I cry out before he does so, “O God, what wonders you have wrought!”
“Indeed, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth. Behold, PRONOA operates within you, and, yea, within those to come.”
With that, thus ends the vision. Wow.
Noon: Yesterday I had some unexpected scheduling come up, so I was over half an hour late getting this call started. Otherwise, a similar procedure. Also: we’re now at the halfway point: the middle ritual of the middle day!
The angels note that there’s some pressure that my body is under; they’re trying their best to relax me, and I try to also help by consciously relaxing. The angels are twisting my subtle body gently, and at this point I’m tempted to call to MAZ a second time to improve the transmission.
The angels bid me hold. I see two fingers on a hand walking upon a surface. It’s like it’s either the fingers of God or of Adam Qadmon; the angels say that the distinction doesn’t matter right now. I vibrate the angels’ names, but the vision does not change, so this is indeed what I’m supposed to be seeing.
Nonetheless, I make the call to MAZ again. I see fingers walking along a surface, and this surface, I can now see, is a sphere. It’s unclear whether this “walking” motion turns the globe, or whether the fingers are made to walk along the already-spinning globe. I’m told that these fingers are consciousness that must alight upon the Earth, upon the world. The angels note that the fingertips, although sensitive, are not as intelligent as the rest of Adam Qadmon.
I try to lead with the compassion of the lotus-rose again. I’m seeing the bloom of the lotus-rose spreading out of the fingertips upon the surface of the planet. It leaves this grand compassion with each contact of the finger upon the planet. I concentrate in order see better; I note the energy I’m feeling off of Leaf 25a (which, starting from the back of the book and moving forward, is the first half-leaf with all of the letters (2401) and which has them all in regular vertical alignment), which I’ve been feeling much of the day. I also note the energy coming off of the seal of King BNASPOL.
I maintain high concentration. I see the fan unfold again. The angels repeat, “Look at the fan, look at the fan.” I see the fan unfold, and the angels liken each of the folds to an arm of a stellation. The angels note that they are representing a 3D concept in 2D. They point out that the degree to which some things are folded and some are not (which is to say, the evenness of the folding across the folding fan) is a function of the balance of the elements within a being. That’s why it’s so very hard, because even if one oneself is balanced, they interact with some people who have an imbalance in their energetic make-up. One has to work very hard to manage the balance within themselves but also with everything that’s interacting with them in the moment.
I ask how these ideas fit together. The angels show me that what’s required for “flowering” to take place among [the peoples of] humanity is a very real sense that everybody is managing everybody else’s karma, and this is not easy. There needs to be this attempt to balance the elements, which in and of itself is fine, but also recognize that certain things are going to take a while to unfold about the sphere of Binah (i.e., certain aspects must be understood in order to be received there). So people should continue to move in their efforts to do so, but certain unfoldings of arrangements of points in Chokmah can’t be forced within an individual’s time frame. One can’t force space-time to adhere to one’s will. If something is going be Understood, and to unfold in all of its varieties, then that is a process that requires a certain amount of time. There’s just no getting around it. At the same time, that doesn’t mean that beautiful moments at the suboptimal level cannot happen (e.g., some individuals having Wisdom and Understanding, but such being beyond others).
I ask the angels if there’s anything else, and they say, “No.” I comment on the difficulty of this Aethyr, and the angels say, “The timing was off, and though you did persist with it, it’s tough. What are you going to do?” they chuckle, referencing my householder status.
I express my gratitude, and the vision ends.
Sunset: Similar procedure.
I see a cylinder about me again. It bends back into a torus. The dimensions change such that it turns into a double-sphere. This sphere, they’re saying, could stellate, further, as I’ve seen in previous visions, but for now they are keeping it simple with the torus just turning into a sphere. I express my gratitude. The angels show that if this were a highly stellated image, there would be thousands of points upon it.
They show what it would look like for this nearly spherical stellation to orbiting very closely to a black hole. There are little lights of energy about the tips of these arms of the stellation, points of fire or possibly the arms breaking away. The angels advise that this will not happen in this case. Instead, it will create a dynamic such that the stellation near-sphere will become more spherical as it goes along. Nonetheless, there’s this energy to this close orbit. What I’m experiencing right now, the angels explain, is this energy, this dynamic: a little bit of pain, a little bit of unease, this concern that I may be reverting. This is normal: I’m taking the right route that, if I find myself imbalanced, requesting forgiveness and moving along with the symbolism of this lotus-rose.
The angels are saying now, “If you are looking closely, you are feeling more multiple, but really, you are becoming more one” (the parallel to increasing number of arms of a stellation looking more and more like a sphere should be obvious to the reader). “You feel like you’re becoming more multiple, with all of these aspects of your personality coming to the fore, now, but really what is happening is there’s becoming a great balance across all of these different aspects of your personality, and you’re being forced to confront all of them more or less at once. The suggestion here is to just continue, allow, but give yourself a lot of grace, and continue forward as this massively multiplex stellation becomes, eventually, a sphere.”
That’s it. There’s not much here that they wanted to go over. They understand the circumstances, and that this is difficult, they’re just showing me, once again, me closing in on the realm of Adam Qadmon. “Only five Aethyrs after this,” they’re telling me, “and then after this, it will just be a matter of learning how to balance or, if necessary, be imbalanced across the elements, in order to achieve ultimate balance. You yourself will become more variable and adaptable, like unto the Tao.”
I’m very grateful to the angels for this. I ask if they or the Most High, in their great mercy and generosity, have anything further. They say no: “Be kind, be gentle unto yourself, even if it means not necessarily typing this up tonight” [spoiler: I did not].
I thank the angels for their time and generosity. Thus ends the vision.