Bridging Buddhism and Enochian, Part 6: Considering the Pure Lands

Before I get into my analysis of the Pure Lands, let me note how this is related to Enochian in my mind. Mainly, the concept of Pure Lands remind me of the Enochian word pibliar, which means “places of comfort.” Pibliar itself is striking to me, for why have such a different word for heaven, unless it is not about heaven? Pibliar appears in the seventh spoken Enochian call, the translation of which is quite lovely:

“The east is a house of virgins singing praises amongst the flames of the First Glory; wherein the Lord hath opened His Mouth, and they become 28 living dwellings in whom the strength of men rejoiceth and they are appareled with ornaments of brightness such as work wonders on all creatures. Whose kingdoms and continuance are as the Third and Fourth; strong towers and places of comfort, the seats of mercy and continuance. O you servants of mercy, move, appear, sing praises unto the Creator, and be mighty amongst us. For to this remembrance is given power and our strength waxeth strong in our Comforter.”

I’ll digress to note the here the astrological, kabbalistic, and numerological implications: there’s a clear reference to the 28 lunar mansions (“28 living dwellings…appareled with ornaments of brightness [stars]”), and the implication of the moon (“waxeth”). The ordering of the dyads would suggest that the Third or the number 3 relates to strong towers, a seat of mercy, while the Fourth or the number 4 suggests places of comfort and a seat of continuance–but a clear reading of the text suggests a switch of significations, which should instead be as follows: 3, strong towers, a seat of continuance; and 4, places of comfort, seat of mercy. This corresponds well with 3 as Binah/Understanding and 4/Chesed/Mercy.

As I mentioned: I digress. To the analysis: in Buddhism, pure lands or buddha-fields are reminiscent of an actual location or place. Indeed, the Buddha Amitabha’s pure land of Sukhavati is described as millions of Buddha lands to the west, whereas other Buddhas’ pure lands also have directions: Aksobhya’s pure land of Abhirati to the east, Ratnasambhava’s pure land of Srimat to the south, and Amoghasiddhi’s pure land of Karmaprasiddhi/Prakuta of the north. Vairocana hosts Akanistha-Ghanavyuha. Note that “millions of Buddha lands to the west” (I’ve read in some sources “west of earth”) suggests a continuum of what is extruded out–presumably from Earth–and that this itself is reminiscent of both the celestial sphere of astrology, but also the Sambhogakaya or “body of enjoyment.”

Thus, we have the Earth (or other physical worlds) as the place of the actual bodies of Buddhas, or Nirmanakayas, the extrusion or reflection of these into Sambhogakayas and perhaps a similar extrusion of pure lands (which resemble metaphorical “fixed stars” mentioned by my friend Cody P.), and finally a Dharmakaya, which is an inconceivable aspect of being a Buddha. This makes the physical world very important, for we have a means of experiencing or even integrating all pure lands at once. To that end, as practitioners, it may be worthwhile to not only attempt to travel or project astrally to a pure land, but also to consider using the technique (from what I loosely “Hermetic Kabbalah”) of pathworking (i.e., finding paths from one Pure Land to another). The latter will likely help the seeker discover more about their own particular set of “fixed stars” which could guide and inform the particular Sambhogakaya they can develop.

Relating the Dharmakaya to Enochian, it reminds me of the phrase from Hermeticism (specifically Book of the 24 Philosophers) which I found referenced here: “God is an infinite sphere, the center of which is everywhere, the circumference nowhere.” To that I’ll add that for me, the Divine must also have the Buddha nature.

Bridging Buddhism & Enochian, Part 3: Applying Western Pathworking Concepts to Pure Land Buddhism.

In studying the Buddhist pure lands, it occurred to me that the Diamond Realm, which contains five such lands, contains a mapping of elements to directions, much as Enochian is mapped onto directions by elements. The associations are different: Enochian has fire-east, air-south, water-west, earth-north, while Mahayana and Vajrayana Buddhism have fire-west, air-north, water-east, earth-south–a 180-degree rotation.

Enochian’s Watchtower tablets have been largely interpreted in a framework provided by the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, which is to say, the four elemental tablets are considered to be further divided into sub-angles. Thus, for the fire tablet, one is left with angels derived from “fire of fire,” “air of fire,” “earth of fire” and “water of fire.” Applying this approach to the Pure Lands of Buddhism, one could create a network of paths between each. One could traverse northeast from Amitabha Buddha‘s western pure land of Sukhavati via a path located in the northwest of the Diamond Realm to reach Amoghasiddhi’s northern pure land of Karmaprasiddhi/Prakuṭā. Furthermore, considering this realm in three-dimensional space, it’s possible to have direct east-west and north-south routes which do not pass through Vairocana’s central pure land of Akaniṣṭha-Ghanavyūha.

What of other pure lands, such as Vaidūryanirbhāsa (“Pure Lapis Lazuli”) of the Buddha Bhaisajyaguru, located in the east? It’s possible to, of course, have a land to the east of the Diamond Realm itself, or above or below (or even in superposition with) the eastern Diamond Realm pure land of Abhirati. The nature of a path connecting these two is unclear, though it’s noteworthy that the eastern nature of both pure lands indicate some form of escape from sickness (via healing of body and mind from the teachings of Bhaisajyaguru and presumably at least as much in His Pure Land, and via sickness not existing at all in Abhirati). Regardless, there are other pure lands which do not appear to be so elemental in nature, and paths connecting these each other would also need to be discovered.

The linking via paths could also presumably be used to understand additional bases for potential pure lands. Further, the qualities related to the pure lands (such as those of the Diamond Realm) could be a means to travel from one to another. For example, the perception of mental formation could be the Western part of the Northern pure land of Karmaprasiddhi/Prakuṭā (link is in Spanish), while the mental formations of perception could be the Northern part of the Western pure land of Sukhavati.

Presumably; one could traverse from one pure land to another during meditation the same way one gets to Carnegie Hall. But such paths must, of course, be verified to exist via actual pathworking.

Gebofal, Day 17

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of UTA/VTA (“you-tay”). Call to King BABALEL. Vibrated both the governors of this Aethyr as well as the Zodiacal kings associated with it. I got a side effect from a shot and wasn’t feeling great (nearly vomited), so I repeated the call to UTA just to be safe.

The angels instruct me to put both hands up on the leaf 33b, because they can tell that I don’t have much strength to leave my hand on the Holy Table. Nonetheless, they ask that the sides of my feet remain abutted to the plastic furniture risers (which I am using in lieu of those made of sweet wood), which contain the four miniature Sigilla Dei Aemeth.

I see a whirling disc, full of color. This, they say, is the preview of the rainbow body, and the preview of Chokmah, and of Kether by way of Chokmah. I generate compassion at their request. The angels are directing me to a throne. They note that although my physical body is not well, my astral body is ready for this vision. I put my hand on the Holy Table at their direction.

The angels mention that Babalon appeared to me briefly when I was sick, and that God in His Mercy (J/Iehusoz) prevented my vomiting (praise be unto him). King BABALEL praises my calling upon the zodiacal kings. This will be sort of an upgrade for me: as a result, so much more will occur (though so much had to occur for this result!).

I continue to sit upon this throne. I’m a bit paralyzed, but everything I see come before me, I have a lot of compassion for. I see a whirlwind of angels, rotating: at this point, it’s unclear whether it is they or I who is speaking. The message is: “It’s enough. No matter what: it’s enough. The rainbow body is enough for this.” All of the horror, all of the beauty: everything is enough in this moment. The angels instruct me to sit upright in my throne. They note the cube created by the four legs and the seat, but also, the arising from that, the head and heart, and the larger spheres implied by them: this is the rainbow body crown.

The angels (governors and kings) say that they will do “surgery” on my subtle body now. I vibrate their names and express my gratitude. They express their gratitude for me doing this, even though it was very difficult. I ask if there’s anything else, and they say no. “Rejoice, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth. Such was the worst of these [Aethyrs].” The angels instruct me to remain in the throne astrally, and show me a couple of discs before closing the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure: this calling of the Zodiacal Kings will continue through the rest of the Aethyrs.

I’ve recovered somewhat, and focus on the heart of compassion. I remind myself that chunks of this world needs to be grokked before one can have compassion towards them. Once again I’m seeing the 7D sphere, with line segments (but, emotionally, “rays”) emerging from the origin, indicating directions and seven colors. I ask the angels what I ought to focus on in order to balance across these dimensions. The angels instruct me to continue with my compassion, but also try to start incorporating others’ perspectives. I acknowledge that this is not my strong suit, but the angels say to keep trying, even in small ways: it’ll make a huge difference.

I see all seven of the angels, plus my HGA, almost bouncing up and down on my chest, trying to jumpstart this subtle body/psychic surgery and work. I see two of the angels, Ooanamb and Gebabal: they lead me to a door in outer space, which is similar to the door in a previous vision, except rather than being in “regular” outer space(!), it’s a trippy, psychedelic, Jackson-Pollock-on-drugs kind of space, very vivid colors. The angels instruct me to go through the door, and I do; like with Orpheus, I can’t help but look back. I see the door dissolve into this psychedelic space and become one with it.

Now I feel as though I’m falling, but the angels correct me: I’m not falling. The mind is what is falling: this is the force of the drippings being pulled by the Abyss. The general gravity is trying to pull me down out of the Heart of God. One must be patient and persistent, and eventually a being’s heart will magnetize toward the Heart of God, rather than fall away from it. “You need to not identify with the drippings.”

Considering that the door is what has dissolved, and that there’s this downward motion I’m feeling, I remind myself that in space–other than gravity, collision, or magnetism–the body tends to either remain in the same motion, or at rest. So I ask all of the angels collectively how to approach this Divine Center, and again the angels say to be willing to let go of my ideas of reputation. Be willing to let go of a bunch of things so to allow being authentically in Divine Union, and the blessings coming to “will be beyond what imagination could have predicted.”

The angels are trying so hard to help me recover physically, and I’m very grateful for this. There’s a tiny circle directly ahead, and it’s a planet, like unto the Pure Land, they say. The angels tell me to keep in mind that there is a slight flaw in some of the doctrines surrounding the Pure Land, which is to say that this world is corrupted. The angels tell me not to worry so much about that.

Instead, coming to this Pure Land, the angels inform me that this is the proper perception that all is already perfect. I become distracted by visions of me not too far off in the future, two to six months. I return to the vision, and try to relax into it. I sit for a bit in the perfection of this pure land, recognizing the perfection of all things. My heart realigns a bit. The angels encourage me: “Yes, this is what we’ve been waiting for you to do.” The angels close the vision with instructions to rest, and I express my gratitude.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

I see the same psychedelic scene again. The angels reiterate that I need to be consistent about remaining in compassion. The angels point to the psychedelic scene again. All of this needs to be loved, I’m told. This is a big task, and this needs to be constant, but I will be able to do this, even if not 100%. That’s what the rainbow body is. Making the effort and doing the work and trying is all very important, they advise. I say that I will take it to heart, and the angels ask me to take it in heart, so I do.

The angels recommend just trying to sleep tonight, and that tomorrow should look a lot better. They ask me to continue compassion and lovingkindness towards all, even towards things: “You’re in the same world together, and a chair has the level of consciousness to be such and not something else, doesn’t it?”

My holy guardian angel pulls me aside to speak. He says that this may be the last time he and I speak. Should I be successful in crossing the Abyss and realizing the rainbow body, he will become fused with me. He wants to express his love towards me, and he thanks me for reaching out to contact him, and I’m so very touched I start to weep a little. I return my love to him and I say that though I am a human and below him in the hierarchy, I consider him to be a brother. “No,” he says, “we are the same. We are brothers.” He enfolds himself about me for when the fusion occurs.

I ask the governors and kings, whether they have anything else to show me: “Please do not hold back, if it’s in your heart to give.” They say no, to continue to this lesson: remember to love all, even thoughts.

The zodiacal kings whom I have called roll up the remaining zodiacal kings who were passed over in previous scrying session. “No worries,” they say, “you were going according to the formula you knew. Now it’s good that you’re using this formula.”

Gebofal, Day 12

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of POP, call to King BYNEPOR. Leaf 38b.

I visualize the white sphere of compassion. I’m told to try to visualize this as a hypersphere, and I rely on my memory of the visualization video on hyperspheres. I see a tree emerge from the center of the hypersphere, and the angels ask me to try my best to imagine this as a 4D tree. This tree is atop the mountain from my previous vision, in which the mountain pointed to a star which created a cocoon around the earth.

The angels say that this reflects not only an effort in the mundane world to plant billions of trees in order to mitigate climate change, but it’s also the sense of the World Tree, the Tree of Life, longevity, a general celebration of life. I’m at the heart of the tree now with the assistance of the angels, and it seems like the tree is trying to send forth its compassion from this “heart.” It’s like a collective center.

The angels tell me that a wicked king would try to chop down the tree in order to ensure that no one else could live, but a just king would tend to and nourish the tree, act as a steward for its seeds, would justly distribute the fruits of the tree, etc. As I focus on the heart of compassion in order to broadcast this message, and circulate the energy of this compassion, it seems to me that the tree goes through the seasons of the year. Obviously this reflects King BYNEPOR & Jupiter: it’s a generative thing, and King BYNEPOR acknowledges that it is his domain. The earth does this, the angels say, but the main thing is to preserve this tree of wisdom, of knowledge of good and evil, of life–all wrapped into one. The tree itself, they say, is the crown, or Kether. Even a crown with its stalks is an attempt to emulate trees. The angels note that it may seem odd to speak of the heart of a tree, but if one were to take a vertical view of the center of the trunk of a tree, its cross-section would be circular (they bid me to ignore the hollowness of older trees–this tree is fully alive).

I’m told to keep this metaphor in mind, as it will come up again. “Seven cycles have the trees, and so thus seven cycles” will I have to go through, wherein each of the seven planets (or sephiroth) I become properly reconciled with. It is a sevenfold reconciliation process with the seven planets, but they are out of order for me. Also, they note, that these are the seven planets in extension, thus Kether, Chokmah, and the world of Adam Qadmon are included in this reconciliation.

The angels say that “Like unto the Counting of the Omer” (which this ritual follows), “not only is there each [astrological] planet within all of the planets, or each sephira within all sephiroth,” but also the angels tell me to look at triplicities of each of these: God the Parent, God the Issue, and God the Holy Spirit. This will be a reconciliation across these aspects. I don’t completely understand, but the angels say I don’t need to.

I express my gratitude. The angels tell me to be ready for an unfolding. The vision ends.

Noon (I should’ve made a note that this is always “solar noon,” which is around 1:30 local time): Preceding this, an ad hoc ritual to Red Tara of magnetization. Also, a discussion with CodyP about the hyperfocus on the circumference of a given situation, which is needed for some kinds of compassion. Otherwise, a similar procedure. Face of the PELE ring is on the Table, as is the front of my hand.

The angels note the preceding ritual, which, they say, saved them a lot of work. They leave such decisions to my judgment.

I see whirling, which I had seen this morning. I see this whirling as a spiral in three dimensions but seeming to rotate about an unseen fourth dimension. They encourage me to do my best to see it in five dimensions. It’s tough, but I make a go of it. It’s chaotic.

The angels show me that the white sphere of compassion has become transparent as a result of described in the preceding notes: there’s a point at the center of the white sphere which unlocked multiple dimensions, by which it has become transparent. These dimensions are like unto specific layers within a situation by which the compassionate act is to be measured. I’m seeing various Buddhist deities, which may be an aftereffect of the aforementioned ritual. I regenerate compassion according to the highest version of Platinum Rule.

There’s a lot of energy coming off of Leaf 38a. The heart is becoming more crystalline in quality. Again, the heart turns from white to a more transparent look. I see it subdivided into orange-slice-like segments, and I see the heart being like this to individuals, the compassion reflecting the needs within individuals in its transparency.

The angels have little else to say. They reiterate that the preceding Red Tara ritual did much of this work for them. I see white dimensional lines as indicators, like a map, extending from the center. “Get ready for a multidimensional map,” the angels advise me.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure; I hold Leaf 38 in the prayer position.

The angels tell me to be ready for a wild ride. The angels take me deep into the heart of generalized compassion, which is to say according to a perfected Platinum Rule. They say it’s like a compass which, in and of itself, with which to find–one can try to navigate the fixed stars (of direction) for oneself using it (and also use this metaphor to try to help someone else) to find their True Will, for example. Here, we come with this perfected heart, or the heart of generalized compassion, what is like unto a gyroscope.

The idea here is that one is able to see better trends, and better able to align oneself with the many things that can come at them. A better intuition or “White Tincture” is there, but is better aligned with others’ White Tinctures–in general, it’s like a gyroscopic instrument, relying on several methods of measurement at once. If one “magnetizes” according to this (rather than just generic compassion) and circulates thereof, certain things will come into one’s orbit more readily which will be better attuned to the All.

I’m getting flashes of the Buddha right now. The idea here is that by not being overly attached to any one idea (whether it’s that something or someone should or must change or that one is living up to whatever ideal here), one will begin moving in grander circles. These circles will actually do a better job of ending suffering and maintaining compassion and basically just doing the right thing in the best way possible. The person with such a heart and mindset will generally avoid stupid pitfalls or getting caught up in narratives that are limited in their usefulness, instead working on higher aspects of usefulness in terms of one’s actions.

A lot of stuff is coming at me very fast (and I’m losing my ability to keep up with words). I’m seated and I see a very large, towering Golden Buddha in front of me, perhaps like the Empire State Building high. He scoops me up in His hand, and places me in the Pure Land. There is a distinct shift to a contemplative pace.

I am told to sit in this land, so I do. I note in passing the influence of the Red Tara. I continue to generate this compassion. The Buddhas are here and are assessing me, trying to figure out the vibration on which my heart operates. Amitabha and Gautama Buddha are both here, and Amitabha wordlessly reaches forward with his right hand, and touches my chest. It opens painlessly and without issue. There’s this golden speck within my heart. He asks if he may fix the defect therein.

I deliberately muster as much dignity and respect for Him as I may muster, and say, “Yes, please: if it please you, please do.” There’s a knowing smile that it’s not about pleasing–well, it is and it isn’t. My personal heart is aligning better now to this gyroscope/compass. This will align me to better and higher-quality narratives. They remind me that I am free to return here any time.

They call me a colleague, and I see in my vision thousands of Buddhists, living and deceased here. There’s much that they want to show me, but they’re going to keep this simple: I see that much of what is operating on Earth is a lot of collective energy from this Pure Land, which these monks have tried, via a variety of techniques (it’s like this laboratory of magic), and I can see a massive shawl of fabric (mainly red and yellow, but also some blues and purples–they note interest in the law I declared a year and a half ago) descending from this plane to Earth. They’re doing a lot, and a lot’s going on. They show me that this is weaving in with a lot of the compassion–much like unto the weaving in of the compassion that I saw in my vision of myself as an infant. They say that much of what they have been doing is starting to reach a culmination point.

“OK,” I say matter-of-factly, playfully, and clearly hiding my awe, and there’s a gentle laugh they send back. I ask what I can do to help, and there’s an answer even as the question forms in my mind: “Everything you are doing now is exactly what you should be doing to help. But, as you go along, more ideas will be introduced to you, and you will also get a chance to spread your ideas.” And they mention a local Buddhist center which is predestined for me to get in contact with. I ask what else I may learn. They say, “Starting tonight, expect better dreams, clearer dreams, more psychic outreach.” They mention that I should really get to that center and laugh at why I haven’t gone there yet: maybe June or July, and they suggest that when the Moon is in Leo and the sun in Cancer would be a good time.

They’re appreciative of the work to this date and say that it will be received warmly. There’s a sense that what will happen will continue. They say that a large angelic presence will soon manifest, perhaps 2-3 days, weeks, or months. I ask whether there’s anything else I need to do to continue this work. They say, “Stay aware. Pay attention,” and the angels say the same thing. I express utter gratitude, and they say to continue to pay it forward.